The Literary Stripper gave me Vile Bodies by Evelyn Waugh. She’s reading English Literature at Kings. An M.A. Reckon it must be good on that basis. The cover is rather interesting too. Perusing past cover versions, they’re all dead stylish. Seem to remember some advice about this sort of thing, but think it looks like a smashing book. (Not awfully good with advice. Will regale you of head gasket/M4 rescue scenario on Monday, later. Seymour, I hear you now..). Began book last night.
“The Bright Young Things of twenties Mayfair, with their paradoxical mix of innocence and sophistication, exercise their inventive minds and vile bodies in every kind of capricious escapade.”, says the review. Much like Cecconi’s on a Thursday lunchtime then. Capricious is my word of the week. Used it yesterday about shoe style for The Rake. Hope Editor, Mr. Christian. B. Barker, is in generous form. The use might have something to do with my purchase of these tomes below. A whole new realm of procrastination has opened up. I sit flicking between the volumes, ‘learning’ stuff, twenty five years later than I should have been.
Have a shufty at some of the other Vile Bodies covers. V. evocative. This Waugh fello better be up to scratch, wot?
TS out for a cavort, much later.