A. J. Cronin, Crusader’s Tomb (1956)
I read this somewhat under false pretences, it having knocked around various to-be-read piles for a couple of years.
Continue reading →A. J. Cronin, Crusader’s Tomb (1956)
I read this somewhat under false pretences, it having knocked around various to-be-read piles for a couple of years.
Continue reading →Christopher Wood, Sophisticated Primitive (Pallant House, 2 July–2 October 2016)
There is a shadow over the art of Christopher Wood:
Aged twenty-nine, having just had tea with his mother, he threw himself under a train at Salisbury and was killed.