Oh Jonathon!

July 2021

Poirot's Last CaseAgatha Christie1975PassageLois2008Poirot investigatesAgatha Christie1924Hercule Poirot's ChristmasAgatha Christie1938The Mysterious Affair at StylesAgatha Christie1920Death Comes as the EndAgatha Christie1945Captaini in CalicoGeorge MacDonald Fraser2015 (ut really 1952)Poirot's Early CasesAgatha Christie1923Lord Edgware DiesAgatha Christie1933Five Little PigsAgatha Christie1943Save It For LaterNate Powell2021Ports and Happy HavensEthel Turner1912MarchNate Powell2013The Labours of HerculesAgatha Christie1939Evil under the SunAgatha Christie1941

Oh Jonathon!

June Books

    

Seven Little Australians 


Ethel Turner


1894

 

The Family at Misrule


Ethel Turner


1895

 

From a Chair in the Sun


AT Yarwood


1994

 

Told by Peter


Mary Grant Bruce


1938

 

The Ruby Princess


Duncan McNab


2021

 

Daddy-Long-Legs


Jean Webster


1912

 

Dick Lester of Kurrajong


Mary Grant Bruce


1920

 

Dear Enemy


Jean Webster


1916

 

Cloudy/Bright


John Rowe Townsend


1984

 

Judy and Punch


Ethel Turner


1928

 

Little Mother Meg


Ethel Turner


1902

 

Rossiter's Farm


Mary Grant Bruce


1922

 

The Cousin from Town


Mary Grant Bruce


1922

 

On Basilisk Station


David Weber


1993

 

Travellers nthe Third Reich


Julia Boyd


2017

 

Horizon


Loia McMaster Bujiold


2009

 

The Thirteen Problems


Agatha Christie


1921

 

My Family and Other Animals


Gerald Durrell


1956

 

Three Act Tragedy


Agatha Christie


1935

Oh Jonathon!

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If it turns out that this random female partner at the law firm representing Porter is the only person who loses a job as the result of this, I will explode with anger.

Oh Jonathon!

Australian slavery

I saw memorials to the blackbirded labourers (aka slaves) in Queensland in the 1990s. Not metropolitan elite Queensland – in like local history museums in northern Queensland adjacent to photos of Jo Bjelke Peterson.
Oh Jonathon!

Kenneth Grahame, Dream Days (1895)

I shall begin this review, with a quote by AA Milne. In his lesser known life (the entirety of his non-Winnie the Pooh writing), he reviewed books, including these comments on Kenneth Grahame.

'...I am going to speak of another discovery; of a book which should be a classic, but is not; of a book of which nobody has heard…. It [is] the last published book of a well-known writer. When I tell you his name you will say, “Oh yes! I love his books!” and you will mention So-and-So and Such-and-Such. But when I ask you if you ave read this book, you will profess surprise, and say that you have never heard of it….

Well, the writer of my book is Kenneth Grahame. You have heard of him? Good, I thought so. The books you have read are *The Golden Age* and *Dream Days*. Am I right? Thank you. But the book you have not read... is The Wind in the Willows. Am I right again? I was afraid so.'

This is the exact opposite of the current state of affairs, when Grahame is known solely for *The Wind in the Willows*. Much the same has happened with Milne.

The Wind in the Willows is a wonderful book, a strange combination of whimsy and chaotic energy.

His earlier works, Dream Days (1898) and The Golden Age (1895) are 100% whimsical. The books are a description of childhood, entirely nostalgic, entirely a paean to the joys of childhood now vanished.

The book lacks the energy that Toad brings to *The Wind in the Willows*; all that is left is the beautiful melancholy that Ratty and Mole have. It is a pretty book, but it lacks the touch of greatness of *The Wind in the Willows*.