A lovely book, well researched and offering a real flavour of Kashmir, both in the present day, and back in the wartime years of the 1940s. There are 2 time frames here. The present day, when Mair from the Welsh valleys conceives the wish to vist the part of Kashmir where her grandparents were ...
This book was easy and quick to read but I didn't get much out of it. The blurb sells it as 6 friends who were wild in the 60s reunite in their 60s - sounds interesting, but that isn't really what this book was about. The worst thing was the characters - I still don't actually know who the '6' we...
I wish I could put the cover of the book up here! I have the original mass market paperback and I love this book to pieces (although it was already falling apart so I keep it safe...)I read this book several times a year and for someone who can't really enjoy a book she's read once ever again, th...
An epic love story and adventure set against the stunning backdrop of Antarctica. Alice Peel is a geologist. She believes in observation and proof. But now she stands alone on the deck of a rickety Chilean ship as a stark landscape reveals itself. Instead of the familiar measurable world, everyt...
Constance has made a new life for herself in a foreign land. She is a musician, a composer, a highly paid arranger of other people's music, living in a lively expatriate community in Bali. There the world is idyllic - beautiful beaches framed with lush, green trees, charming small houses, and a r...
His eyes were dark with shadows and the pain in his face made the guilt and regret twist inside her. Annie tried to say something, ‘Martin, listen to me, I don’t know …’ but he wouldn’t let her finish.‘Not now,’ he said coldly.He left his breakfast, picked up his briefcase and his coat, and walke...
Every so often part of the latticework collapsed and a column of sparks went shooting upwards like a tiny echo of the Pittsharbor fireworks. Even now from the direction of the harbour an occasional rocket streaked into the darkness, followed by the peppery explosions of firecrackers. Freelance ce...
The audience at the Wigmore Hall would politely applaud his performance, not too loud or too long, and then disperse to restaurants and supper parties across London.He put on his tailcoat over his white waistcoat and brushed the lapels out of habit rather than concern for his appearance. He was t...
White light swelled behind my eyes, spilling inside my skull and half blinding me.We were reclining on a rug in the shade of a tree, and the high sun shining through the chinks in the leaves made them black as carved ebony. We had been watching a polo match. As well as Xan’s low voice I could hea...
The windows were clear glass with a view of grey hillside through the drizzle. As she took her black hymnal out of the slot in front of her, Mair thought of the abandoned chapel in Leh. She touched the folds of the brown pashmina tucked inside the collar of her best coat.The minister took his pla...