Fludd
Registered by jules5 of Darlington, County Durham United Kingdom on 6/14/2019
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2 journalers for this copy...
This has been on my bookshelf for years, passed around family members, now it needs a new home
I love this book. It reminds me of Don Camillo and the Devil, in the daily struggles, so often comedic, between the forces of good and evil. It's blurred, as so often it is, and goodness is a sliding scale as much for the church as the individual. There is such wryness here, I keep going back to it. Oddly although it's been passed between various family members, they didn't enjoy it as much as me. Perhaps it's a love it or hate it book. See what the next reader thinks.
Sending to a Yorkshire Day exchange participant. This book isn’t about Yorkshire but it is set on the northern moorlands in a fictitious town. It’s residents are nothing like the warmth of Yorkshire folk, but the image conjured up of the hills reminds me of cold windswept walks I have made over some of the grimmer grouse moorlands!
Journal Entry 5 by Zoooz at Red Phone Box in Clapton-in-Gordano, Somerset United Kingdom on Sunday, December 22, 2019
Released 4 yrs ago (12/20/2019 UTC) at Red Phone Box in Clapton-in-Gordano, Somerset United Kingdom
WILD RELEASE NOTES:
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A new Harper Perennial edition of one of Hilary Mantel's classic novels, this is a dark fable of lost faith, mysterious omens and awakening love set among the priests and nuns of a surreal English town deep in the northern moors. Fetherhoughton is a drab, dreary town somewhere in a magical, half-real 1950s north England, a preserve of ignorance and superstition protected against the advance of reason by its impenetrable moor-fogs. Father Angwin, the town's cynical priest, has lost his faith, and wants nothing more than to be left alone. Sister Philomena strains against the monotony of convent life and the pettiness of her fellow nuns. The rest of the town goes about their lives in a haze, a never-ending procession of grim, grey days stretching ahead of them. Yet all of that is about to change. A strange visitor appears one stormy night, bringing with him the hint, the taste of something entirely new, something unknown. But who is Fludd? An angel come to shake the Fetherhoughtonians from their stupor, to reawaken Father Angwin's faith, to show Philomena the nature of love? Or is he the devil himself, a shadowy wanderer of the darkest places in the human heart?
Full of dry wit, compassionate characterisations and cutting insight, Fludd is a brilliant gem of a book, and one of Hilary Mantel's most original”
Great thank you 😊 I loved the dry wit
A new Harper Perennial edition of one of Hilary Mantel's classic novels, this is a dark fable of lost faith, mysterious omens and awakening love set among the priests and nuns of a surreal English town deep in the northern moors. Fetherhoughton is a drab, dreary town somewhere in a magical, half-real 1950s north England, a preserve of ignorance and superstition protected against the advance of reason by its impenetrable moor-fogs. Father Angwin, the town's cynical priest, has lost his faith, and wants nothing more than to be left alone. Sister Philomena strains against the monotony of convent life and the pettiness of her fellow nuns. The rest of the town goes about their lives in a haze, a never-ending procession of grim, grey days stretching ahead of them. Yet all of that is about to change. A strange visitor appears one stormy night, bringing with him the hint, the taste of something entirely new, something unknown. But who is Fludd? An angel come to shake the Fetherhoughtonians from their stupor, to reawaken Father Angwin's faith, to show Philomena the nature of love? Or is he the devil himself, a shadowy wanderer of the darkest places in the human heart?
Full of dry wit, compassionate characterisations and cutting insight, Fludd is a brilliant gem of a book, and one of Hilary Mantel's most original”
Great thank you 😊 I loved the dry wit