London Belongs to Me (Penguin Modern Classics)

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London Belongs to Me (Penguin Modern Classics)

London Belongs to Me (Penguin Modern Classics)

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His eventual fate is a reminder that no-one can throw off the dictates of conscience as he has done and expect to get away with it. The novel flits back and forth between the viewpoints of the different characters, bringing them thoroughly to life with their own distinct voices that often had me laughing out loud with their freshness and vivacity. As for the other residents, Collins skilfully ties up the myriad loose ends and apportions an entirely appropriate fate to each one.

There is crime, - a central crime, and we know who did it, - there are romances, some of which are doomed to fail, others of which are more hopeful - there is seediness, there is deception, class-consciousness, socialism and fascism on the streets, penury, near-penury, greed - and oodles of affection for London itself, for ordinary people living ordinary lives, and displaying all the wonderful combination of nobility, generosity and mean-mindedness which we all do, all-mashed up together. Percy Boon is a car mechanic and the closest we come to anything vaguely proletarian, but he is saved by the fact that he is as apolitical as it is possible to be: an aspiration to petty crime being arguably the classic working class Tory occupation (the Kray twins were members of the Bethnal Green Conservative Association). As Ed Gilnert says in his introduction ‘Mrs Vizzard is the embodiment of unbridled capitalism, replete with all its vices; lust, greed, conceit and paranoia. When tragedy strikes, the house must come together to fight, with the true characters of the residents being revealed as they struggle and make sacrifices to try and keep their Dulcimer Street family together.

She is obsessed with Mr Squales in the same way that Otto Hapfel is with Hitler and Percy is with Doris and as with them, it brings out her cruellest, most ungenerous side. London Belongs to Me is Norman Collins’s best-known book, first published in 1945, regularly reprinted throughout the fifties and sixties, once in 1977 and most recently by Penguin in 2008. like egret’s feathers’ muddles though each successive domestic disaster, haunted by his wife’s anxieties one moment and demented by his brother-in-law’s fabulous eccentricities the next; the homicidal lackwit Percy Boon (boor, loon), prey to trashy violent American culture, particularly gangster films; there is the fifth-rate spiritualist medium, slippery Henry Squales (squalid, eels) down at heel and faking his way hilariously though the séances; and the ageing, former ‘actress’ Connie Coke (conniving, croak), derelict and desperate, health ruined by the fags and booze who even now leads ‘the sort of life that parsons preach against’. Out of this motley crew of characters Collins weaves a satisfying, well crafted, most enjoyable tale.

I recently started reading Jose Saramago’s “A Brief History of the Seige of Lisbon”, and I thought it was very fine, but reading his very long sentences, I got just too tired, so after 60 pages, I switched to Amelie Nothomb’s “Tokyo Fiancee” which is only 170 pages and full of short sentences. Thank you for this sounds like a ‘ good read’ but all other activity will come to a halt as won’t want to put down !Here is a magical evocation of London life during an extraordinary period, which encompasses engagements, a serious illness, numerous changes of address, two weddings, the murder and the subsequent trial, the Blitz both from a distance and close up, and several deaths. It was published in 1945, in the teeth of a terrible war, the consequences of which are still being felt today. This unpleasant man, it later transpires, has an even bigger secret than the fact that he is a liar who preys on lonely women. I now believe this item is out of print and may not be reprinted, so its unlikely this seller has any of tese books to sell, even though it is still listed as being available.

This is a book that you really can’t let pass you by – it’s pure reading indulgence and I can’t recommend it highly enough.The novel’s sense of period and place is acute on London particular: the bustle and cosiness of the crowded City pubs at five o’clock on a winter’s day; the dreary boneshaking tram ride home to Kennington, via the Embankment and Lambeth; the invisible fault line of social status between the pretentious Smyths and the down-to-earth Jossers. If you enjoy well written stories about London, about Britain in the 1940s, and the vagaries of human nature, then it's hard to imagine you wouldn't enjoy this book. in cross section, opened like a doll’s house, you’d have seen how narrowly separated the family existences (are)’ – almost all of the action takes place in an area delimited by a broad ellipse drawn between the Underground stations of Chalk Farm and The Oval with occasional forays into the City (to work as typists or clerks), to Wimbledon Common (for a spot of unpremeditated murder), or to Brighton and its satellites (holidays, and an escape from the war). The main street was an interior set, but additional location filming took place around London, [2] and at Burnham Beeches in Buckinghamshire.

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