The clock strikes twelve. Beneath the wind and the remorseless tolling of the bell, no one can hear the scream . . .
1912. A Sussex churchyard. Villagers gather on the night when the ghosts of those who will not survive the coming year are thought to walk. And in the shadows, a woman lies dead.
As the flood waters rise, Connie Gifford is marooned in a decaying house with her increasingly tormented father. He drinks to escape the past, but an accident has robbed her of her most significant childhood memories. Until the disturbance at the church awakens fragments of those vanished years . . .
Sitting quietly in his room in an old people’s home, Allan Karlsson is waiting for a party he doesn’t want to begin. His one-hundredth birthday party to be precise. The Mayor will be there. The press will be there. But, as it turns out, Allan will not . . .
Escaping (in his slippers) through his bedroom window, into the flowerbed, Allan makes his getaway. And so begins his picaresque and unlikely journey involving criminals, several murders, a suitcase full of cash, and incompetent police. As his escapades unfold, Allan’s earlier life is revealed. A life in which – remarkably – he played a key role behind the scenes in some of the momentous events of the twentieth century.
Oooops – what happened in 2017? Very little theatre reviewing compared to usual.
Well first of all I was working 7 days a week for a year so everything came to a natural halt and since then I have been taking stock and re-evaluating everything and although I hope to step up my reviewing capers again, I have to be more realistic about how I organise my time.
Nevertheless, I shall ALWAYS go to the theatre, and I will always like to share my adventures with my readers.
Check out my theatre blog www.theatresoutheast.com. for more reviews. For the majority of the reviews on TSE this year I have relied heavily on my team of friendly reviewers, I am always looking for more, so if you have a little time on your hands, love theatre and love writing about it, please let me know. Continue reading →
What the blurb says: “Have you ever wanted to disappear?
When Imogen Naughton vanishes, everyone who knows her is shocked. She has a perfect marriage. Her handsome husband treats her like a princess. She’s always said how lucky she is. So why has she left? And how will she survive without Vince?
What goes on behind closed doors is often a surprise, and Imogen surprises herself by taking the leap she knows she must. But as she begins her journey to find the woman she once was, Imogen’s past is right behind her…
Will it catch up with her? And will she be ready to face it if it does?”
I have had a change of reviewing habits this year. There has been far more regional theatre visited and less West End. There is a good reason for this as the choice of productions has been superb. Many of the shows I saw on tour ended up in the West End too, for example, No Man’s Land, The Dresser and Half a Sixpence. As usual, these are just MY reviews, I have many more written by guest reviewers on www.theatresoutheast.com. so if you are looking for anything in particular, try there! Continue reading →
Bill Bryson’s first travel book opened with the immortal line, ‘I come from Des Moines. Somebody had to.’ In his deeply funny new memoir, he travels back in time to explore the ordinary kid he once was, and the curious world of 1950s America. It was a happy time, when almost everything was good for you, including DDT, cigarettes and nuclear fallout. This is a book about growing up in a specific time and place. But in Bryson’s hands, it becomes everyone’s story, one that will speak volumes – especially to anyone who has ever been young.
Fact is, because I have been so hell-bent on this doing this challenge, most of the others on my 101in1001 list have been neglected. Blogging is the sole reason why I have, to date, completed less than half of my challenges. Oh well, I don’t care that much – I love it.
I can tell that you are confused. This blog that you are reading isn’t that great, I only post occasionally and in fits and starts, when I picked my challenges I did envision that Sammioneill was going to become huge and I was going to be the middle aged equivalent of Zoella. Hahahaha *kidding.
Everyone knows a couple like Jack and Grace. He has looks and wealth, she has charm and elegance. You might not want to like them, but you do. You’d like to get to know Grace better. But it’s difficult, because you realise Jack and Grace are never apart. Some might call this true love. Others might ask why Grace never answers the phone. Or how she can never meet for coffee, even though she doesn’t work. How she can cook such elaborate meals but remain so slim. And why there are bars on one of the bedroom windows. Sometimes, the perfect marriage is the perfect lie.
Nineteen-year-old Gwendolyn Hooper steps off a steamer in Ceylon full of optimism, eager to join her new husband. But the man who greets her at the tea plantation is not the same one she fell in love with in London.
Distant and brooding, Laurence spends long days wrapped up in his work, leaving his young bride to explore the plantation alone. It’s a place filled with clues to the past – locked doors, a yellowed wedding dress in a dusty trunk, an overgrown grave hidden in the grounds, far too small for an adult…
Gwen soon falls pregnant and her husband is overjoyed, but she has little time to celebrate. In the delivery room the new mother is faced with a terrible choice, one she knows no one in her upper class set will understand – least of all Laurence. Forced to bury a secret at the heart of her marriage, Gwen is more isolated than ever. When the time comes, how will her husband ever understand what she has done?