Mr. Rosenblum's List

[nigewoodcock]

Mr. Rosenblum's List: Or Friendly Guidance for the Aspiring Englishman.

Jack Rosenblum is five foot three and a half inches of sheer tenacity. Through study and application he intends to become a Very English Gentleman.

Jack is compiling a list, a comprehensive guide to the manners, customs and habits of this country. He knows that marmalade must be bought from Fortnum & Mason, he’s memorised the entire British monarchy back to 913 A.D and the highlight of his day is the BBC weather forecast. And he never speaks German, apart from the occasional curse.

From the moment he disembarked at Harwich in 1937 he understood that assimilation was the key. But the war's been over for eight years and despite his best efforts, his bid to blend in remains fraught with unexpected hurdles. Including his wife.

Sadie finds his obsession baffling. She doesn't want to forget who they are or where they come from. She'd rather bake cakes to remember the people they left behind than worry about how to play bridge.

But Jack is convinced they can find a place to call home. In a final attempt to complete his list, he leads a reluctant Sadie into the English countryside. Here, in a land of woolly pigs, bluebells and jitterbug cider, they embark on an impossible task...

I read this whilst on holiday. Fantastic!

[welder]

Nige, isn't it true that the best reading is undertaken whilst on holiday? It certainly is in my case.

I've been known to read 5 books in a 7 day holiday. Frequently.

Need more holidays, I love reading.

Recently returned from a 4 night stay in the caravan on a site in Wolverley, Worcestershire. Re-read Ancestral Vices by Tom Sharpe and laughed till I hurt! Then got into The Associate by John Grisham. Finished that this afternoon.

Next project? Who knows.

Ian

[nigewoodcock]

To be honest Ian, it's the only time I find I can get into a book with my full attension. There's always something that needs doing! Now the long nights are on there way back I might get a chance or two to sit by the fire in my slipppers!

[stoogi]

I don't think a book about aspiring to be a gentleman is for me. I read whilst sat on the loo. I suspect i'm beyond help.

[nigewoodcock]