The Rebellion

Having now completed my reading of Charles Dickens’s “Nicholas Nickleby”, I scanned the last four of the dramatic and insightful Charles Keeping’s illustrations from my Folio Society edition of 1986. ‘They pressed forward to see’ ‘ ‘Come,’ said Tim, ‘let’s be a comfortable couple’ ‘The rebellion had just broken out’ ‘One grey-haired, quiet, harmless gentleman’Continue reading “The Rebellion”

At The Tea Interval

On a drab, drearily dull, day I tuned into the start of the second cricket Test Match between England and New Zealand, and scanned eight more of Charles Keeping’s excellent illustrations to Charles Dickens’s ‘Nicholas Nickleby’. In turning ‘Nicholas found Bray lying on the floor quite dead, and his daughter clinging to the body’ upsideContinue reading “At The Tea Interval”

Cleaning And Weeding

Today’s weather reverted to the cool and dull variety. This afternoon, after reading more of the book, I scanned the next five of Charles Keeping’s illustrations to Charles Dickens’s ‘Nicholas Nickleby’. ‘Nothing was visible but a pair of legs, which were dangling above the grate’ ‘And still the riot went on …’ ‘ ‘The devil’sContinue reading “Cleaning And Weeding”

Nesting

Albeit originally dry, today’s bright start, beset by grey sheep’s wool skies and drizzling rain, descended into cooler dankness. My morning session devoted to WordPress comments was extended by the distraction from shaking branches of a crab apple tree in which the cumbersome barrage balloon of a nest-building wood pigeon thumped into the boughs clutchingContinue reading “Nesting”

Planting And Paving

Here is the next ten of Charles Keeping’s illustrations to ‘Nicholas Nickleby’, scanned yesterday: ‘No-one could have doubted their being twin brothers’ ‘ ‘My children, my defrauded, swindled, infants!’ cried Mr Kenwigs, pulling at the flaxen tail of his second daughter’ ‘A quiet, little frequented, retired spot, favourable to melancholy and contemplation’. You will usuallyContinue reading “Planting And Paving”

May

I suppose it is fair to say that “we” shopped at Tesco this morning. Our usual division of labour on such trips applied. Jackie dons a mask and spends up to an hour dodging other customers to reach the aisles; I sit in the car reading – today more chapters of ‘Nicholas Nickleby’; Jackie bringsContinue reading “May”

Back Inside The Lamb

Yesterday evening we met Elizabeth and Danni inside The Lamb Inn at Nomansland for our first permitted meal together since the months long Covid lockdown. Jackie’s photograph of Danni arriving shows that masks had to be worn on entry and walking about, but could be removed while seated. Three of us chose chicken, ham, andContinue reading “Back Inside The Lamb”

“He’s Just Found He’s Got Legs”

Yesterday evening I reached a point past nine more of Charles Keeping’s illustrations to “Nicholas Nickleby”. and scanned them today. Keeping depicts such movement in ‘The animals were no sooner released than they trotted back to the stable they had just left’. ‘A female bounced into the room, and seizing Mr Squeers by the throatContinue reading ““He’s Just Found He’s Got Legs””

A Tall Lean Boy

Today the air was cold and the light dull. This morning Jackie and I each reached a corner of the bench while weeding the Shady Path. There is just the middle stretch to be completed. A yellow tree peony and a plethora of Welsh poppies can be seen in the surrounding beds. The clematis MontanaContinue reading “A Tall Lean Boy”

A Curate’s Egg

I spent much of the day completing my reading of my Folio Society edition of Charles Dickens’s ‘Martin Chuzzlewit’. Much dogged determination and the illustrations of Charles Keeping were required to see me through it. Christopher Hibbert’s informative introduction was helpful, and indicated that the author was pleased with his work. The book was writtenContinue reading “A Curate’s Egg”