Notes from a Small Island
2 journalers for this copy...
"After nearly two decades in Britain, Bill Bryson took the decision to move back to the States for a while, to let his kids experience life in another country, to give his wife the chance to shop until 10 p.m. seven nights a week, and, most of all, because he had read the 3.7 million Americans believed that they had been abducted by aliens at one time or another, and it was thus clear to him that his people needed him.
But before leaving his much-loved home in North Yorkshire, Bryson insisted on taking one last trip around Britain, a sort of valedictory tour of the green and kindly island that had so long been his home. His aim was to take stock of the nation's public face and private parts (as it were), and to analyse what precisely it was he loved so much about a country that had produced Marmite, a military hero whose dying wish was to be kissed by a fellow named Hardy, place names like Farleigh Wallop, Titsey and Shellow Bowells, people who said 'Mustn't grumble', and Gardeners' Question Time.
So in Notes from a Small Island, Bryson turns a laconic but affectionate eye on his adopted country. Britain will never seem the same again."
But before leaving his much-loved home in North Yorkshire, Bryson insisted on taking one last trip around Britain, a sort of valedictory tour of the green and kindly island that had so long been his home. His aim was to take stock of the nation's public face and private parts (as it were), and to analyse what precisely it was he loved so much about a country that had produced Marmite, a military hero whose dying wish was to be kissed by a fellow named Hardy, place names like Farleigh Wallop, Titsey and Shellow Bowells, people who said 'Mustn't grumble', and Gardeners' Question Time.
So in Notes from a Small Island, Bryson turns a laconic but affectionate eye on his adopted country. Britain will never seem the same again."
Mr. K. read it during our holiday in the UK. Bryson always makes a great read, he says! And he enjoyed this one.
Journal Entry 3 by koekiebak at Station Amsterdam Centraal in Amsterdam, Noord-Holland Netherlands on Sunday, September 7, 2008
I caught the book on the cetral station of Amsterdam on an early sunday morning at ten o´clock the 7th of september 2008. First I was very surprised to find a book put in a good visible position. Before I didn´t know about bookcrossing, but then i was very impressed by the idea. It´s a book i always wanted to buy but i never did. So for know i´m going to join it and leave it afterwards again in a good visible place in the central station of Cologne/Germany, where I live.
Thanks a lot to the member of bookcrossing!
Greetings from Germany
CAUGHT IN AMSTERDAM NETHERLANDS
Thanks a lot to the member of bookcrossing!
Greetings from Germany
CAUGHT IN AMSTERDAM NETHERLANDS