![]() ![]() Her courtiers hate the habit they perceive – hilariously – that reading is "elitist", and suspect incipient dementia.īennett's jokes are so beautifully modulated that I would rather not spoil them. and with the help of Norman, the autodidact gay kitchen porter, becomes an avid reader, eventually reading Proust at Balmoral instead of shooting stags. Noblesse oblige and all that, so she borrows a book – Ivy Compton-Burnett – and then, despite its being a slog, she borrows another ( Nancy Mitford – more to her taste) and another. The plot, for those unfamiliar with it: the Queen, herding unruly corgis, discovers a mobile library parked by the Buck House kitchens. If there is only going to be one good thing to come out of the jubilee, let it be this. It was first published in 2006 in the LRB, and released as a hardback in 2007. ![]() L et this column – a republican, ever since the usurpation of the enlightened elective monarchy of the Anglo-Saxons by those thugs, the Normans – at least join in the jamboree by celebrating the timely reprint of this little gem. ![]()
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