A Joy to Read
Kenneth Radu remembers New York while reading Ariela Freedman's Brooklyn-set A Joy To Be Hidden.
Kenneth Radu remembers New York while reading Ariela Freedman's Brooklyn-set A Joy To Be Hidden.
“I tell you. I fell in love with a tree. I couldn’t not. It was in blossom. It was a day like other days and I was on my way to work, walking the same way as usual between our house and the town” (Ali Smith).
Well, I fell in love with Scotland. I couldn’t not, although flowering trees had little to do with it.

The Cipriani Pool [Photo: Marco LoVerso]
The old trains and their stations are marvels of intent and mystery. No wonder so many films make use of them.
King's Cross-St. Pancras, London