Untold Stories
Pete bought me this last October, and it's been sitting on the "to read" heap for ages, while I ploughed through other stuff. I love Alan Bennett - his writing, and his plays, and his monologues, and I was looking forward to this enormously. And most of it I enjoyed enormously, although I found myself flagging a bit about two thirds of the way through, when he was writing about art - a subject on which I am, I fear, a bit of a philistine. But it was mostly joyous stuff, and vintage Bennett, and I could hear him in my head reading the passages to me.
but the trouble is that I've heard him parodied too much (albeit affectionately) by Dead Ringers, and when you're actually reading Bennett writing about Dame Thora, you just expect a pot of Earl Grey and a macaroon to feature in the proceedings. Still well worth a read, mind you.
