Haven't been on for a while as work has got particularly busy over the last couple of weeks!
to everyone who may be feeling a bit down this morning. Probably like everyone, I am quite up and down with it all. It's heartening to see some of the small pleasures in life start to return. Our local Turkish Restaurant has just re- opened for takeaway so DD and I had a very nice dinner on Friday night. However, I have mixed feelings about it all; poor DD really misses her mates, my DF is in the shielded group and very vulnerable. Life isn't going to change for him or DM for a good while yet. I guess this too shall pass - eventually. Anyway, here are my latest reviews.
26. Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell
A re-read. I’m sure everyone knows how the story goes, so I won’t go into it here. I’m enjoying re-visiting some of George Orwell’s works during the lockdown; I listened to the audiobook for this one and thought the narration was excellent. This kept me company on an hour long walk back to my office to pick up some files and felt like a very appropriate choice as I walked over a deserted Waterloo Bridge.
Love George Orwell's prose, but this is by no means perfect. On re-reading, I had some misgivings about Winston’s girlfriend and partner in rebellion Julia, who comes across as a two dimensional, functional plot device, rather than a real, actual person. Having said that, the section where O’Brien convinces Winston that 2+2= 5 was amusingly prescient given that I reached this section over the weekend that the Dominic Cummings story broke
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27. Clothes, Clothes, Clothes. Music, Music, Music. Boys, Boys, Boys (CCC, MMM, BBB) – Viv Albertine
I really enjoyed Viv Albertine’s later book To Throw Away Unopened and so am pleased to report this one did not disappoint. CCC, MMM, BBB focuses on the early years of the developing punk scene in and around her North London home. Young Viv is obsessed with music, and increasingly dissatisfied with just being a spectator at the feast, joins all female punk outfit The Slits. I particularly loved the photographs of the deliberately provocative outfits and hairstyles she braved during this period – rubber stockings and pink patent boots anyone?
This is not just a collection of star studded anecdotes about the punk scene, because although there are candid and funny anecdotes a plenty, what I most liked about this book was Viv Albertine’s irrepressible spirit. She wants to become a guitarist, so she pretty much teaches herself. She embraces the possibility that she might not be the best guitarist in the world but she doesn’t let it hold her back or prevent her from single mindedly achieving her ambition to be in a band. In the second half of her book she must re-invent herself in a post punk world, face infertility and illness, and weather the breakdown of her marriage. She meets all these challenges with courage and tenacity. An inspiring read about a life lived to the max.