tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41299482397518658232024-03-13T10:15:39.300-07:00Wichwood VillageA blog about the life and works of Scottish writer Jane Shaw (1910-2000).Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.comBlogger1039125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-43826460771369926592023-03-13T10:46:00.001-07:002023-03-13T10:48:48.607-07:00The Moochers (1950)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoSDaeVCG04LRauWCTxN9cr06oeXe1wluZasisA_eciCaFjfupoF52UAiABpp9jR_2z4rqY7V6nDncw6u1tLWvVall76ko9g4aiDpOO3ejgHMp1Wtxxzvz6jFm-O4N2S0-Jyd52El_SwHbODXmWjH3rm2LQ6_jPD1TJm515RdPQdZwaLaPy5akLEre/s1440/moochers%20large.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="967" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoSDaeVCG04LRauWCTxN9cr06oeXe1wluZasisA_eciCaFjfupoF52UAiABpp9jR_2z4rqY7V6nDncw6u1tLWvVall76ko9g4aiDpOO3ejgHMp1Wtxxzvz6jFm-O4N2S0-Jyd52El_SwHbODXmWjH3rm2LQ6_jPD1TJm515RdPQdZwaLaPy5akLEre/w430-h640/moochers%20large.jpg" width="430" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="color: #38761d; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">A nice scan of the very rare cover of The Moochers.</span></div><p></p>Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-54995494453949429852023-03-13T10:26:00.001-07:002023-03-13T10:26:23.893-07:00Quote of the Day<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">"You could ask Liz what she thinks," suggested Nicky.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">"No, I couldn't," said Kay. Liz doesn't know about Gail's carry-on the Day of the Flood."</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">In the dormitory that night she glanced at Gail's arm, free at last of the plaster which, by the time it was taken off, was so covered in signatures and funny drawings that it looked more like an autograph album than a plaster. "What did Doc Winkle-picker say about hockey, Gail - are you allowed to play again?"</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">"Heavens, yes, I've mended very nicely. I'm turning up at the practice tomorrow. I'm dying, I must admit, to get a stick in my hands again. Those walks with Miss Chambers rambling on about seed-pods and making us pick lumps of wet, dead prickly undergrowth out of the hedges, or Fishy spouting bits of poetry about autumn, what she called that 'season of inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness', which I suppose was a quotation, were just about the end."</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">From NORTHMEAD NUISANCE, Chapter 11, Gossip and Grumbles.</span></p>Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-51837932514171736782020-12-31T15:22:00.001-08:002020-12-31T15:23:39.870-08:00Collins Annual 1963<p> <a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G0ZFWTYqDHs/X-5dA8GhbEI/AAAAAAAAFC8/BZU4WdU_B10IbSoBN3ZAa4R3WhMXuGh7QCLcBGAsYHQ/s724/Collins%2Bannual%2B1963%2B2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="724" data-original-width="570" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G0ZFWTYqDHs/X-5dA8GhbEI/AAAAAAAAFC8/BZU4WdU_B10IbSoBN3ZAa4R3WhMXuGh7QCLcBGAsYHQ/w504-h640/Collins%2Bannual%2B1963%2B2.jpg" width="504" /></a></p><br /><p></p>Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-40458158861422247822020-12-31T15:19:00.001-08:002020-12-31T15:19:48.727-08:00My Jane Shaw Reads in 2020<p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xy1w3gCRJVw/X-5b8AgvgpI/AAAAAAAAFC0/4wIxajElaKo29iXzrb_LnUfNgWxtng7ZgCLcBGAsYHQ/s1264/Fourpenny%2BFair%2BCover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1264" data-original-width="870" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xy1w3gCRJVw/X-5b8AgvgpI/AAAAAAAAFC0/4wIxajElaKo29iXzrb_LnUfNgWxtng7ZgCLcBGAsYHQ/w440-h640/Fourpenny%2BFair%2BCover.jpg" width="440" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Unfortunately, I didn't manage to read as much Jane Shaw as I would have liked this year. I only read five books. The House of the Glimmering Light was one, of course, which I read in depth while preparing to write the introduction to the reissue, along with Amanda's Spies. I also read three Penny books in a row back in April: Threepenny Bit, Fourpenny Fair and Fivepenny Mystery. Fourpenny Fair is my favourite in the Penny series. I also read two Susan stories: Where is Susan? and Susan's Kind Heart. Of all the "travel" stories that Jane Shaw wrote, Where is Susan? is the best in my opinion. I hope to read a lot more in 2021.</span></p></span><p></p>Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-52442691865301187812020-12-31T14:03:00.003-08:002020-12-31T14:07:04.699-08:00Annuals<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yLzgxiRuBo/X-5KS771heI/AAAAAAAAFCo/FVu1xWI6YcwhA4lQARS0QGwBnCAt86G1gCLcBGAsYHQ/s922/collins%2Bannuals%2Bfirst%2Blast.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="619" data-original-width="922" height="269" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yLzgxiRuBo/X-5KS771heI/AAAAAAAAFCo/FVu1xWI6YcwhA4lQARS0QGwBnCAt86G1gCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h269/collins%2Bannuals%2Bfirst%2Blast.png" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;">Jane Shaw's first short story, Amanda's Spies, was pubished in the first
Collins Girls' Annual in 1941. Her last short story, Jumble Sale, was published
in the last Collins Girls' Annual in 1963. She was the only author to have
stories published in both books and was a regular contributor throughout the 22
years that the annual was published. She also penned stories for other Collins
annuals during this time, such as the Children's Annual. These tended to be
stories for a younger audience, with titles like Tiger Kitten and The Dog that
Couldn't Learn Tricks. Although the first Girls' Annual came out in 1941,
annuals were by no means a new concept. Collins had been publishing the
predecessor Schoolgirls' Annual since the 1920s. </span></div>Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-21682615431847639782020-12-31T11:55:00.010-08:002020-12-31T12:11:08.274-08:00Collins Girls' Annual 1941<p></p><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 150%;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWuYKtd_U5M/X-4sdwREFqI/AAAAAAAAFCI/al6BY6gkvnsjhh6u-uTaTUCTRqtPw2u1ACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/cga42.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1602" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWuYKtd_U5M/X-4sdwREFqI/AAAAAAAAFCI/al6BY6gkvnsjhh6u-uTaTUCTRqtPw2u1ACLcBGAsYHQ/w501-h640/cga42.png" width="501" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;">When I was looking for an angle for the introduction to
House of the Glimmering Light, I started by focusing on an earlier Jane Shaw
story in a similar setting. Amanda’s Spies was her very first published short
story and, like Glimmering Light, was set on a Scottish loch during the war and
involved two girls investigating the possibility of Nazi spies in Scotland. However,
Amanda’s Spies is far less serious in tone and the heroines are a bit younger
than Angela and Noel from Glimmering Light. But it showed how Jane Shaw was
approaching her writing at the time and served as a good basis for the
introduction. The short story was published in the very first Collins Girls’
Annual in 1941 Here is a scan of the cover, which is very hard to find. Thanks to
Clarissa from GGBP for sharing this with me.</span></span></span></div><p></p>Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-68011217833863685202020-12-31T09:46:00.002-08:002021-03-16T18:02:47.237-07:002020 in the World of Jane Shaw<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"></span></p><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7F1-nbWWp1U/X-4M5PULdVI/AAAAAAAAFBw/INLzAcux_nMbxhl8jOb2kkC4t0IlaPc1QCLcBGAsYHQ/s600/gl.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="410" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7F1-nbWWp1U/X-4M5PULdVI/AAAAAAAAFBw/INLzAcux_nMbxhl8jOb2kkC4t0IlaPc1QCLcBGAsYHQ/w438-h640/gl.jpg" width="438" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />What a year it has been, and I realize that throughout
2020 I didn’t post anything to Wichwood Village. So, in the dying seconds of
the year, I’ll take the chance to note the latest developments in the world of
Jane Shaw. The major event this year was the reissue (after 77 years!) of House
of the Glimmering Light by Girls Gone By Publishers. I was happy to write the introduction
to the book, which was no easy task. But I managed it in the end and received
some positive feedback. I’m glad that the book finally got a second chance. It is
one of the most difficult Jane Shaw titles to find and so it is great that
people can now enjoy it and soak up the atmosphere of Loch Etive and the
surrounding area. According to Clarissa at GGBP, the next title to be reprinted
is the last Penny book, Crooked Sixpence. Readers were given the choice of a
Northmead book and Crooked Sixpence, and the latter won. So, that gives Jane
Shaw enthusiasts something to look forward to in 2021. Clarissa also said that
the 2019 reissue of Highland Holiday sold out very quickly, showing that there
is still a considerable demand for Jane Shaw’s books.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-77679208700317691222019-11-03T08:00:00.005-08:002019-11-03T08:03:01.524-08:00Breton Holiday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-44864991896008527122019-11-03T07:53:00.000-08:002019-11-03T07:53:09.927-08:00Quote of the Day<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The pony had really revived amazingly. "We could take turns riding him," suggested Mike, but Jennifer considered that it was enough responsibility getting the pony to Colly's without the complication of people falling off his back. On the way she and Eleanor heard the whole story of his purchase. Eleanor thought it was all a trifle queer; but Jennifer, very much touched had thought only for the kindness of Belinda and Mike to her.</span></div>
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Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-36411815190239851272019-10-28T06:43:00.002-07:002019-10-28T06:46:00.854-07:00Breton Holiday Colour Frontis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-44070764044653183612019-10-28T06:36:00.001-07:002019-10-28T06:36:43.481-07:00Quote of the Day<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">There was a sound. A soft, indefinite slurring sound. Of faint shuffling, ghostly feet? Sara kept swallowing her heart, which had in some peculiar way jumped right up to the back of her throat. She took a step forward, and her hand, instead of empty air, met something soft, and warm, and <i>hairy</i>. Her last poor remnants of courage left her. She let out a yell, and, heedless where she might go, dashed forward as quickly as her shaking legs would carry her, slipping and tripping over the uneven ground, panic-stricken...</span></div>
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Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-74866227714219499212019-10-27T05:05:00.001-07:002019-10-27T05:05:15.167-07:00Quote of the Day<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-17647976440854464512019-10-26T06:56:00.000-07:002019-10-26T06:56:53.276-07:00Bernese Holiday Cover<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-42899647207416536532019-10-26T06:47:00.001-07:002019-10-26T06:47:39.317-07:00Quote of the Day<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And then fortunately Midge found her tongue. "How is the young man?" she asked politely.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"Young man? What young man?" said the spy, raising very slightly her beautiful eyebrows.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">From WHERE IS SUSAN?, Chapter 6, Move and Counter-Move.</span></div>
Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-65235390653020612062019-10-23T03:52:00.001-07:002019-10-23T04:00:49.691-07:00Highland Holiday GGBP Edition<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">It has been a while since I posted anything here, but now things are happening in the Jane Shaw world. Girls Gone By Publishers are reissuing Highland Holiday, the third of the Sara and Caroline books. This is just the first in a series of hard-to-find books that are in the works. There are also plans to reissue House of the Glimmering Light and Crooked Sixpence. I was asked to write the introduction to Highland Holiday and was pleased that they accepted it with hardly a tweak. In the introduction, I provide a biography of the author and an outline of the whole Sara and Caroline saga, from Breton Holiday in 1939 to the short story Sara's Adventure in 1953. Sara's Adventure is also included in the book, with all its illustrations, as well as scans of all the covers and frontispieces of the Holiday books and their reissues as Adventures. Considering all these contents, Highland Holiday is a bargain at </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">£13.00. This morning, I received word that the book has just been sent to the printers and should be available in November. You can purchase your advance copy <a href="https://www.ggbp.co.uk/product/js-highland-holiday-by-jane-shaw/?fbclid=IwAR3dWe2YJr7wzIP6BhYuzH8xIlLm83sxjgm5Q_papfGkmB36q8PgJxD2-tA" target="_blank">here</a>.</span></div>
Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-66400309549644962472018-02-21T10:04:00.001-08:002018-02-21T10:09:07.073-08:00Breton Holiday DW<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jEU5J4A8Ov0/Wo20ilCkzxI/AAAAAAAAEyU/GtGtrw1bu2I8apw2lorasC3Eq_rVPTWEgCLcBGAs/s1600/breton%2Bholiday%2Bfront%2Bdj.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1419" data-original-width="1038" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jEU5J4A8Ov0/Wo20ilCkzxI/AAAAAAAAEyU/GtGtrw1bu2I8apw2lorasC3Eq_rVPTWEgCLcBGAs/s640/breton%2Bholiday%2Bfront%2Bdj.png" width="467" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This is very rare, the dust jacket from Breton Holiday, published in 1939. It was drawn by A. H. Watson, who also drew the dust wrappers and internal illustrations for Bernese Holiday and Highland Holiday. Thanks to Heather Lawrence for providing the scan.</span></td></tr>
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Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-27852633868569092282018-02-21T09:59:00.001-08:002018-02-21T10:02:12.336-08:00Quote of the Day<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Judy flicked through the pages of her history notebook. "Oh, it's too much!" she said. "French Revolution, Napoleon and the American War of Independence! How can anyone be expected to learn all about the French Revolution, Napoleon and the American War of Independence in a week! Not to mention all the Latin, French, maths, English, biology, science and geography that we have to learn as well."</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"'Let them eat cake'," said Kay helpfully.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Judy stared at her. "What's that got to do with it?" she demanded.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">From NORTHMEAD NUISANCE, Chapter 12, Exam Fever.</span></div>
Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-88025422116455066422017-05-01T16:12:00.001-07:002018-01-08T05:22:20.360-08:00Notes on A Job for Susan<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">1. A Job
for Susan (1969) is the eleventh and last book in the Susan series and the last
book Jane Shaw ever published. She did begin a new story, Susan in Trouble, but
the manuscript was abandoned after a few tentative pages. In that story, Susan
and Midge were to go to the USA.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">2. A Job
for Susan recycles many elements of past Susan books. Indeed, readers often
confuse it with No Trouble for Susan. Both stories are set in Wichwood at
Christmas time, with the children helping out a local shopkeeper in difficulty.
In both stories, the ghastly Gascoignes are thankfully absent and a new nemesis
steps in: Sir Arthur Symes, a.k.a. the Wicked Baronet or Bad Bart.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">3. Susan is
no longer living with the Carmichaels. Her parents have returned from Africa
and have rented a house called Owl Cottage, not far from the Carmichael residence.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">4. Tessa
Marshall, Susan and Midge’s rather dim but likeable friend from St. Ronan’s, features prominently in the story. When Susan hears that Tessa’s grandmother
has gone away and that Tessa will have to spend the holidays with her Aunt
Rachel, who lives in deepest Devon, she invites her friend to stay with her in
Wichwood.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">5. At the
beginning of the story, Charlotte announces yet another change in her planned
career. Her dreams of becoming a nurse, cook and archaeologist having been
thwarted in previous stories, in Where is Susan? Charlotte had made up her mind
to become an artist. However, after studying the works of the Old Masters, she feels that she will never be very good and decides to set her sights on studying the
history of art at the Courtland Institute. But when she has some success with her
paintings in AJFS, she decides to be an artist again.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">6. In this
book, Tessa and Bill are given more prominent roles. They were hardly even mentioned
in the previous two stories (Susan’s Kind Heart and Where is Susan?) but here Bill’s
financial problems are the focus of the story. At school, goaded by an
unpleasant teacher, Bill rashly promises to donate the massive sum of ten
pounds to Oxfam and now has to spend the holidays trying to raise the money.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">7. As
usual, Charlotte has no shortage of admirers. Much to Susan’s surprise, one of
Charlotte’s admirers takes a fancy to Tessa instead! Being a Susan story,
nothing comes of this budding romance.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">8. This
story features the pompous artist, Tertius Smith, who creates abstracts, such
as Mr. Egg.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">9. Now that
Susan’s mother is back, the role of Aunt Lucy is greatly diminished and she
only appears when preparing meals and has apparently lost her enthusiasm for
crazy new hobbies that she had early in the series.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">10. There
are no internal illustrations. The front cover was drawn by Roger Hall, who
would become a prominent illustrator of children’s book in the 1970s.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">11. There
is yet another cryptic dedication at the front of the book: <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">FOR<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Flora Cohen<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">WHO ALWAYS
WATCHES THE DATES<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">In Susan
and Friends, Jane Shaw’s son, Ian Evans, explains that Flora Cohen was the
sister of Sylvia Klugmen, who founded the Children’s Book Shop in Johannesburg.
The two sisters, Jane Shaw and another shop employee, Norah Hampton, became a “circle
of loyal friends”.</span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">12. A Job for Susan was also the title of Chapter 1 of Susan Rushes In.</span></span></div>
Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-81389105312444242952017-05-01T15:13:00.000-07:002017-05-01T15:17:36.990-07:00Quote of the Day<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">She saw Bill delivering his papers at the almshouses at the foot of Gallery Road. Bill's jaw dropped open when he saw the van driving back, with Joe Taylor apparently very much in command of the situation. His mouth was still open when Susan reached him.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">"You got him!" he yelled. "Spot-on!"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Susan stopped. "Well, yes, we got him," she said. "But Bill, it was Mr. Smith the artist--"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">"Mr. Smith the artist!" Bill repreated blankly. "Stealing his own stuff at half-past six in the morning? He must be bonkers!"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">"Well, we know he <i>is</i>," said Susan. "That egg! But the thing is, Bill, he wasn't stealing it at all--"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">"Why in the middle of the night, then?"</span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">"Only time he could get the van, he <i>said</i>--"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">"Oh," said Bill. "Is he cross?"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">"Not too pleased," said Susan.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">From A JOB FOR SUSAN, Chapter 7, Guarding the Masterpieces. For more on "that egg", click <a href="http://wichwoodvillage.blogspot.com.br/2011/10/jane-shaw-guide-mr-egg.html" target="_blank">here</a>.</span></div>
Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-62458546409305051512017-04-22T07:07:00.001-07:002017-04-22T07:07:48.262-07:00Recent Purchases<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">My copy of SKH was the paperback published by Bettany Press in 2006. It is a good clean edition with illustrations, but it's not the same experience as reading one of the original hardbacks. So, when I came across a mint condition original at a reasonable price, I snapped it up, along with a first edition of Where is Susan? with DJ.</span></td></tr>
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Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-43202500986465990572017-04-22T06:51:00.002-07:002017-04-22T06:51:23.588-07:00Quote of the Day<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">As Susan, shaking in every limb, her torch shielded by her hand, crept into the passage leading to the museum, she paused. Oh, horrors! she thought, sniffing, I can smell those foul tumshies! They looked pretty when we popped back the wee lids, but jings, how they smell! At least, she added to herself a little nervously, at least I <i>hope</i> it's the tumshies and not some of our priceless exhibits in the museum!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">From SUSAN'S TRYING TERM, Chapter 9, Jack-o'-Lanterns.</span></div>
Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-80821259331706940672017-04-13T13:11:00.001-07:002017-04-22T11:05:49.201-07:00Paddy Turns Detective illustration<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUOhKGBj8GI/WO_ZXuQJomI/AAAAAAAAEwU/297Bh1zbvKYoIUqd2GR9NkQFSh1pxVMHACLcB/s1600/Paddy%2BTurns%2BDetective%2B1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUOhKGBj8GI/WO_ZXuQJomI/AAAAAAAAEwU/297Bh1zbvKYoIUqd2GR9NkQFSh1pxVMHACLcB/s640/Paddy%2BTurns%2BDetective%2B1.jpg" width="406" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">A scene from Chapter 1 of Paddy Turns Detective, Exit Sir Rupert. PTD was the first of the two Spitfire books by Jean Bell, published in 1967. There were at least 24 books in this series. The books are not aimed at any particular audience and cover themes attractive to both boys and girls, including science fiction, pony riding, mysteries and adventure stories. Other titles include four books by Jane Eliot: Afraid to Ride, Jacky Jumps to the Top Pony Club Camp and First Pony. Strangers in Space by Edwin Johnson, Commando by Adrian Corbett, Duel in the Snow by Angus Cleary and Last out of Burma by Alan Carter were also part of the series. The Spitfire books cost 1/- in the UK and 29 cents in the United States.</span></td></tr>
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Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-76973480198397290452017-04-13T12:53:00.000-07:002017-04-13T12:53:13.704-07:00Quote of the Day<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Elspeth interrrupted, "Ugh, nobody but daft scones like Kenneth bothers about who has the right to wear what tartan. Hundreds of Lowland Scots wear the kilt when they've no more right to wear it than you have. It's just that Kenneth's awful Hielan' sometmes. And it's an awful nice kilt, Penny; it's a real kilt, not just a tartan skirt - they're <i>awful</i>."</span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Penny thought with a sudden glow of gratitude that Elspeth was the nicest girl she had ever met.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">From PENNY FOOLISH, Chapter 7, Penny Wears the Kilt.</span></div>
Robert Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663469862977799907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129948239751865823.post-51058642653895317532017-04-12T11:35:00.001-07:002017-04-12T11:42:42.611-07:00Penhallow Mystery illustration<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The first illustration from The Penhallow Mystery shows the Forrest family on their way to their new home in Hallow Haven in the north of Cornwall, described as being located "between Bude and Tintagel". Hallow Haven is probably based on Crackington Haven, which had already been used in the Moochers stories. In those books, the village is called Pendragon Haven. You can see a photo of Crackington Haven by clicking <a href="http://wichwoodvillage.blogspot.com.br/2012/04/places-in-jane-shaw-crackington-haven.html" target="_blank">here</a>.</span></td></tr>
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