The debate could have gone on for much longer; there are as many versions of Daphne’s relationship with Cornwall as there are people with a story to tell.
When Ali first posted about her plans to run a Daphne du Maurier Reading Week, she mentioned that she shares her birthday with Daphne – 13th May – and also that the Fowey Festival is always timed to include that date. Started in 1997, the festival was originally named after Daphne. It is now called the Fowey Festival of Arts and Literature and has broadened in content although du Maurier and her work continue to be a primary focus. It seems fitting that I end my series of Daphne posts with an account of my festival experience this year, limited though it was. Continue reading “Fowey Festival 2019”
There is a narrative in the landscape which is universal. It is a narrative which transcends fact and fiction, past and present, lives real and lives imagined. A narrative which speaks to the soul.
Imagine a small coastal town perched on the edge of an estuary, houses peppering the hills, streets steep and narrow.
This is Polruan … Continue reading “The View from Here: Imagine ….”
(Read as part of the Daphne du Maurier Reading Week and for the Classics Club) Continue reading “Myself When Young by Daphne du Maurier”
Ali’s Daphne du Maurier reading week is well underway and I’m enjoying reading all the contributions. I have chosen to read the first of Daphne’s novels, The Loving Spirit, one that I’ve been promising myself for a long time. And alongside it I’ve read three other books:
Reading Daphne by Ella Westland
Jane Slade of Polruan by Helen Doe
Myself When Young by DDM Continue reading “The Loving Spirit by Daphne du Maurier”
For just a few fleeting weeks, green sings and has its moment in the sun.
May 1st is considered in some quarters to mark the coming of summer. The meteorological beginning of summer comes later, and this year’s weather would support that. In this Corner of Cornwall there has been very little merry-making in the merry month of May. May, thus far, has been cold and stern with northerly winds which carry a sharp bite and a nip of frost, which has blackened tender tips and kept me largely indoors. But not always. There have been interludes of sunshine even if temperatures have remained stubbornly low.
Continue reading “The View from Here: an early May snapshot”
It’s been a while since I did one of these, and even longer since I read and reviewed the chosen spin book. I do read it, it’s always the reviews that I fall behind with. Anyway, let’s see what happens this time around. Continue reading “Classics Club spin #20”
While any good writing will transcend national borders it is still in literature, and perhaps most of all in the novel, that national identity and character are often best reflected.
It’s about time I rounded off my Dewithon experience, late as usual. Including the two books still unfinished, I notched up twelve books. Continue reading “Dewithon Diary iii: rounding off”