As of today I’ve just finished The Code of the Woosters:
& I’m recommending it to everybody & anybody who reads this! I can’t remember the last time I properly laughed out loud at a book; probably something like Bridget Jones (or, even further back, Angus, Thongs & Perfect Snogging– judge all you want, I defy anybody to read that and not laugh) but this was one of those. It was on my course list and I’d vaguely heard good stuff about it, but seriously, if you’re stuck for something to read at the moment, read this. Bear in mind that you’ve got to kind of ease into the vernacular- it’s like a whole other language. Pretend you’ve got to blend in at the poshest event you’ve ever been to and that should work; maybe practice with a few jolly good sport old chap and what, what? in your head before you read and you should be good to go.
If you’ve read anything else on here you’ve probably picked up on a bit of Jane-Austen-obession-themes, and
oh look, here I go again managing to bring her into it one of the things I love about Jane Austen is the way people talk in her novels (I do have a point, I promise). In their day it would have been normal, maybe some of it was even slang to them and they lamented it the same way people complain about slang now-a-days, but one part of the quintessential cosiness of reading a Jane Austen book is their language. It’s emotive of the whole Austen-reading-experience. This book The Code of the Woosters is like that, in that you should read it if you want to remember the things the English language can do. I remember reading something ages ago when Facebook was getting bigger and bigger, about what a shame the like button was, because it took all the different reactions and emotions and the words that would have expressed them and limited it to the word like. People were worried that language would become more and more simplified and we’d use less and less of those beautiful words. It’s kinda like:
But in this book, even restricted to the particular language of one time period, the language does remarkable things and makes you remember the way it can run rings around itself and somersault over the reader’s head.
One review of it by Marian Keyes said it was nice because ‘nothing bad ever happens in P.G. Wodehouse land. Or even if it does, it’s always sorted out by the end of the book. For as long as [you’re] immersed in a P. G. Wodehouse book, it’s possible to keep the real world at bay and live in a far, far nicer, funnier one where happy endings are the order of the day‘. So, even if you’re not interested in the language, if you can feel yourself simply getting weary with all the bad stuff you see on the news or scrolling through Facebook, read this book, where the worst thing that can happen is he might have to ‘oscillate the bean’ when hungover. Translation: move your head when hungover.
Read and enjoy!
Easter weekend ft. my chickens:
Easter break reading list:
I like the Vampire Diaries. There, I said it. If you’re not a fan, you can tut and feel superior, and you have my blessing to do so. I know full well how it can be judged. It has all the tropes belonging to angsty-supernatural fantasy stuff; the teenagers are played by adults, and therefore have perfect skin and hair, and everybody is so thin that they disappear if they turn sideways. Also, it’s pretty easy to keep up with who’s a supernatural character, since everybody who is not human is clearly identifiable as not human by their moody v-necked outfits, all of which stick to a strict black-to-grey colour scheme. Also, everybody seemingly has endless money without actually working, and the schools are these weird places where the bell is always ringing and the classes last about 2 seconds. BUT, it’s also fantastic and magic-y and awesome and I like it.
Anyways, if you are, like me, suffering from a Vampire-Diaries-shaped gap in your life, you might like to fill it with the fact that Kat Graham (Bonnie) is also a singer:
And she has been for a while, but I only just found out because I’m
in denial about Vampy D being over and am looking for some more Bonnie since she was such an awesome character. As you can tell, Kat Graham’s a lot different from her character:
And I love how different her music sounds. It’s not the kind of stuff I usually listen to, but as I’ve said, I’m in such denial about the show being over that I’ve been listening to it on repeat and it’s now stuck in my head. I love the kind of old-school thing she’s got going on in the bottom vid, plus, as if she isn’t content with being an actress and singer, she’s also an awesome dancer. Anyways, it’s helping to do the job of a kind of Vampire-Diaries-patch until I find another awesome show!
Love seeing these on my walk to uni:
I’m loving the reading list for this year:
Been doing some more colouring. I call this one: “My Dissertation is Due in a Month”
I’m doing my dissertation on adaptations of Homer, and one of the things I like about having to re-read the Odyssey and the Iliad is that it meant I had an excuse to buy one of the ridiculously pretty editions:
It’s a bit of a brick to carry around but who cares about that when iT hAs GoLdEn PaGeS:
aaaah so happy this has finally arrived. I’ve heard good things about this adaptation:
It was delayed in arriving & I’ve been reduced to obsessively re-reading the first few pages every time I go by a Waterstones- always stopping at the same point when I realise how much I’m loitering- and they’re good too, so can’t wait to see how this turns out.
You can’t really see in the picture, but this book is gorgeous. I know, don’t judge a book by its cover, but in this case the cover is pretty and smooth, and got loads of pretty little Pride-and-Prejudice-style-twirly-things, so what are you gonna do?
As much as I love my course, I’m kinda ready for a bit more of light reading, so this will be perfect!
What a day. This little dude arrived, which I’m kind of surprised actually happened, because these things are like the stuff of legend. Everyone’s either wanting one or waiting for one that they’ve been expecting for ages.
Sure enough, his arrival was foretold in the ancient propehcy:
And he came with his own little certificate scroll:
It’s been so long since it was ordered/dispatched that I can no longer remember why this little meerkat is dressed up like the Frozen snowman, but it does not matter because HERE HE IS.