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There is Judith in a scarlet shawl, heaving with
remorse for an unspoken wickedness; raving old Ada Doom, who once saw
something nasty in the woodshed; lustful Seth and despairing Reuben,
Judith's two sons; and there is Amos, preaching fire and damnation to
one and all. As the sukebind flowers, Flora takes each of the family in
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I got pretty sick last week and while I was ill in bed my mum read to me, like she used to do when I was little. Even though I was feeling grim this book made me laugh...a lot! I loved the authors blatant attempt to do 'a Dickins', giving her characters utterly descriptive names. The best example is Flora's best friend, Mrs. Mary Smiling *shakes head and laughs*. Each time a new person was introduced I had to brace myself for the giggles to follow. I'm not entirely certain I'm going to love the book as much as my mum clearly does, but it's funny and sharp-witted. My only complaint to date was the entirely too lengthy descriptive narrative of the farm. It felt as though the author wanted us to be able to make blueprints from it after wards. It past over me in a haze, though it's purpose was to show what a ridiculous place the farm is. All it did was send me to sleep (literally). I'm
looking forward to Flora meeting the Starkadders, and putting them
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Unfortunately the library wanted this book back before
I had finished it. Such is life. I've put it on my read list, but really
it's incomplete and I hope to get another copy in the not too distant
future and finish what I've started. I enjoyed the humour, but wasn't
totally into the wordiness of the descriptions. This is the kinds of
book I really have to be in the right mood to want to deal with, and it
just hit me at the wrong time. |