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| An illustration from Jane Shaw's last published short story, Jumble Sale (1963). |
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Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Jumble Sale
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| An illustration from Jane Shaw's last short story, Jumble Sale, published in 1963. Lindy is breaking and entering to retrieve Mark Lamont's pots, which have been sold to her future brother-in-law Tim. This story forms part of what I like to call the author's Mature Phase, when her characters became more realistic and grown-up. This phase began with Family Trouble, her short story published in 1961 and continued with the unpublished The Picture, a review of which can be read here, and the present story, Jumble Sale, in which Lindy, besides wanting to be a bridesmaid, also looks ahead, imagining that Mark Lamont might make a good husband. Next year, the author published Anything Can Happen, featuring her oldest leading characters, Dizzy and Alison. However, the Mature Phase was short-lived, ending in 1965 with the publication of Nothing Happened After All. As her career wound down, she returned to the Susan series and contributed to the Collins Spitfire books for younger readers with Paddy Turns Detective and The Penhallow Mystery, using the pen name Jean Bell. Why the Mature Phase was so short is hard to fathom because the Dizzy and Alison books are high quality writing, as is Jumble Sale, the only story featuring Lindy and her friends Jill and David. |
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Quote of the Day
"But sir!" said David indignantly, getting his breath back. "You told me to take them!"
"Told you to take them? I did nothing of the kind! I told you to take a pile of old junk from the table on the right-hand side of the door. These plants were on the left-hand side. Good heavens, boy, don't you know your left hand from your right hand?"
Well, there it is. David just stood there, getting redder and redder. For the fact of the matter is that David often doesn't know his left hand from his right hand unless he stops to think. He is left-handed, you see, and naturally his left hand is the important one to him and when you say to him, turn right, he often just automatically sturns left - Jill and I are always teasing him about it...
From JUMBLE SALE.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Jumble Sale
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