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Monday, September 18, 2006

The Man Booker Prize.

I was lucky enough to be invited, along with members of my library reading group, to a party at the London Library that launched the short list for this years Man Booker Prize.

The list is as follows:

The Inheritance Of Men by Kirin Desai
The Secret River by Kate Grenville
Carry Me Down by MJ Hyland
In The Country Of Men by Matar Hisham
Mothers Milk by Edward St Aubyn
The Nightwatch by Sarah Waters.

I'm honoured to have be chosen by my group to contribute to a blog that is being run by the Man Booker official website. You can read all about the evening mentioned above and reviews of the books here. My group is called The Gallery Book Club.

I'm really looking forward to reading these books. I read the St Aubyn over the weekend and it was a very good read, providing you took some of the characterisation with a pinch of salt. There are a number of very precocious children in it who speak like university lecturers despite being only 5 years old. Some might find this deeply annoying, however, in my view, St Aubyn has a quality reminisant of Evelyn Waugh and I'm sure he is merely parodying such children and their equally repugnant parents.

I am currently reading Maria Hyland's Carry Me Down and finding it hard to put down. It is brilliantly written and from what I've heard from other book groups taking part in this years Booker, is a big favourite. Hyalnd's characters are far more believable and likeable and you can really imagine being in 1970's Ireland where the novel is set.

It is far too early to choose a winner just yet, although I imagine the judges may have already made up there minds. That's the way these things usually work.

3 Comments:

Blogger Lady Bracknell said...

Lady Bracknell recalls an incident from her days at university which might help to persuade Young Master Marmite that the offspring of academics tend to utilise a more advanced vocabulary than do the majority of young children. (This is only natural, given their greater exposure within the parental home to such oddities as conversations carried out in complete sentences about subjects more wide-ranging than the latest fottball scores, or the behaviour of z list celebrities.)

The obnoxiously precocious small son of one of her lecturers was heard one day to exclaim to his father whilst hopping on one leg,

"Oh look, Daddy! I'm a monoped!"

10:30 pm

 
Blogger Charlesdawson said...

Children who are much in the company of literate adults from an early age tend to be somewhat precocious, as Lady Bracknell says.

I recall the gentleman who came to do some building work at Dawson's Folly some years ago; a rough diamond, but with a good heart.

During a teabreak in the Servant's Hall, he told us about his little daughter, who had been born with mild CP, which meant that she was no stranger to Doctors' Consulting-rooms and Hospital Outpatients and Medical Social Workers and Uncle Tom Cobbley And All.

By the age of three, he said somewhat bemusedly, she was correcting her parents' grammar and the finer points of their discourse and disconcerting the good ladies of the Playgroup she attended with trenchantly-expressed opinions and comments.

9:48 am

 
Blogger Gimpy Mumpy said...

Oooh, jealous jealous! :)

1:02 am

 

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