
Basically, the narrator’s life is miserable. True, Our Vicar and Our Vicar’s Wife are the central characters – Philip Bentley and his (anonymous?) narrator wife – but that’s where the similarities end.

This is one of those cases where I know the book is very good… but I didn’t very much enjoy reading it.Īs For Me and My House (1941) takes the form of a woman’s diary from provincial Canada – but Diary of a Provincial Lady this is not. I think Thomas at My Porch – certainly he is a huge fan. Well, I hope you’ll still be having a wander around Shiny New Books, but that won’t (of course) stop me writing reviews here on Stuck-in-a-Book – although they may quieten down a bit when Issue 2 starts to loom! (Incidentally, we’re keen to get lots of bloggers writing pieces for us – contact me on .uk, or all of us at .uk if you’re interested.)Īnd onto a book that I’ve been reading for about six months – As For Me and My House by Sinclair Ross, kindly given to me by… someone.
