16 Apr 2010

Volcanic ash -

- falling on us. How exciting! I never thought THAT would happen. I keep sniffing but can't smell sulphur yet. A happy spin-off of the event has been the forced grounding of the RAF dduring one of their biggest training excercises. Very peaceful.

I finished reading Agatha's autobiography and am slightly depressed. Firstly by the vacuum it has left to be filled - no book as yet appeals. Secondly because she packed so much into her life and it makes me wonder how on earth I can have squandered my own with so little to show for it.

She was one of those women from another age who were cheerful, brave, feisty even, and just got on with things, making little or no fuss about the bad patches, of illness, infidelity, poverty - and in her case two horrendous wars. Agatha was, as far as the reader can tell, a lover of life who grabbed at all opportunities for new experiences whilst fully relishing small everyday pleasures (like drinking pints of half-milk half-cream at the end of a walk!) She also was quite clear about her own capabilites, knew she wasn't a 'highbrow' writer. She wrote to entertain and she achieved that really well. I have heard criticism levelled at her books because her characters are all upper middle class British. How could they not be? She was born in 1890 into a family that had money - and then didn't. Agatha, once she was married, wrote because she needed the money. She wrote about the world she knew and the people she knew and that was much more sensible than trying to set her murders in the slums of London or even amongst the grey, dismal 'lower middle classes' of which she could only fantasize and whose lives wouldn't have been nearly as colourful. I've always thought the books read as though they were written by a writer who was ejoying herself with her creations.

3 comments:

stitching and opinions said...

Have you noticed any ashy deposit, hopefully not near your breathing apparatus.
The whole phenomenon [!] is very weird, suddenly us humans completely out of control of the skies............quite a reality check. Would like it to continue, but then think about daughter and her plans to visit in June, don't think I can afford a cruise liner and GG isn't big enough to row.

carol said...

Ha ha! I love the thought of little Robbie slogging his way manfully across the pond.

Unless there's really big eruption from the nearbye volcano I should think it will be safely over by then, if not - what about a cargo boat?

stitching and opinions said...

I've always fancied the "slow boat to China" but no doubt I would be sea-sick, bored and paranoid in quick order.
We took a boat back from New York before marriage, it was the last trip before liner took to the med for the winter or something. Wouldn't mind doing that again, it was very big and sea was tamed/squashed into good behaviour.