Between headboard fitting, shed erecting and generally trying to be sociable, last week was devoted to the reading of Wild Mary by Patrick Marnham, described on the dust jacket as A Life of Mary Wesley and on the inside title page as The Life of Mary Wesley.
The late Mary Wesley would, I feel, have had something gently caustic to say.
The book gives a fascinating insight into the novelist's background and the effect it had on her ten best-selling novels.
Mary Wesley was probably considered by the pious of her time to be 'a flighty young woman.'
I like to think that nowadays she would be more affectionately thought of as 'wicked.'
If you liked her books do read this balanced tribute to her.
And speaking of books, Ol'Tel (Terry Wogan or Sir Terence if you want to be formal) has just started pushing his second autobiographical offering, Mustn't Grumble.
It comes out on September 20 and is priced at just on nineteen quid or around sixteen if you buy it from the Sunday paper which is currently serializing it.
I'll wait for the paperback.
I would only pay more than a tenner for a hardback if it was by a real writer like J.K. Rowling.
The box calls.
It is time for Mr.Caruso and his acting sunglasses again.
I shall depart.
Justin Thyme
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