A couple of friends and I went and saw Private Lives by Noel Coward this evening, in the open air at Wadham College. Very good, and very funny. Perhaps not quite as good as the student version I saw six years ago, which used physical comedy better than I’ve ever seen it done before or since, but you can’t fault Coward’s acerbic lines. All good fun, if you’re in the Oxford area I recommend you try and see it. And a plot that is very like A.A. Milne’s play The Dover Road. Which, I might add, came first by nine years.
And then I’ve spent the rest of the evening packing up boxes of books, in preparation for moving across Oxford at the end of the week. Only a few minutes away, but that doesn’t make much odds when it comes to getting all the books off every surface, and filling boxes… my bookcases are looking very bare, but the floor and my bedside table still hold more books than the average family owns, I should imagine.
A few have been kept out deliberately, of course. To read in between packing and moving, more especially to accompany me to and from Northern Ireland this week. One of which is The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. My book group is reading it this month, and I wasn’t remotely interested in reading it, because of all the hype – but a few people said it was good, so I decided to overcome my prejudices and give it a go.
Anybody read it? And do you have the same instinct I have to avoid things that have been hugely hyped? Then again, I know a few people who have avoided Harry Potter for that reason, and they’re missing something of a treat.
Sorry for a short post – I have kept out a few other books to review, but not sure how much energy I’m going to have to do it in between packaging up my belongings… and here’s hoping the internet behaves at our new residence!
Let me know your thoughts on the Steig Larsson, and hyped books generally. And are there any uber-popular books I’ve been missing out on because of my prejudice? (I’ve been scarred for life by giving The Da Vinci Code a try…. eurgh, makes me feel dirty).