A prolific Victorian author and Post Office official, credited with introducing the post box to Britain’s streets. Other interests? Beard cultivation.
Over the years, I’ve gradually whittled down my list of Trollopean ‘go to’ reads, which includes the Palliser novels and The Way We Live Now. ‘Barsetshire’ has always remained on the reserve bench. Until now.
Having randomly picked up Barchester Towers, I’ve been amazed at how much I’ve loved the wonderfully described characters and their political manoeuvring. The Proudie-Slope war is just delightful, as is the man-eating Signora Neroni.
What can I say, except “Go, Fungus-face!”
[Editor’s Note: Not quite the erudite post I’d planned, but somehow it seems appropriate for a Sunday morning!.]