At the foot of the steps the great smooth lawn stretched like a fine green carpet its shadowed patches yet bright with dew. There were the tall elms and the copper beech and all the proud company of spreading giants-what were five years to them?' (Excerpt from Chapter 1)
Yes, no one sane would recommend a series of books about rich and indolent Brits rollicking around Europe in the Gilded Age--right before it all ended in the trenches of World War One.
But I would.
They are fascinating, insanely funny and totally engaging. And all this despite the fact that NOTHING EVER HAPPENS.
Anyone can write a good book about exciting adventures, it takes a genius to write great stuff about where to serve tea or how to design a garden.
The Berry books seem to really be hitting their stride now, although still narrated by Boy Pleydell. They no longer follow the "a new girl a chapter" format of the earlier books, Boy is very much now settling down with Adèle and this really opens the stories up, they are still about very little though and that's the fun of them, the major addition in this volume and it is a very welcome one is of Nobby the Sealyham.
Old-fashioned and immensely entertaining mystery stories set in 1920s England, these are the sort where you end up laughing out loud only to fail in explaining exactly why the passage in question is so funny. Each story builds further on the ones before, increasing expectation and your enjoyment.
I also recommend Adele and Co. (novel) and Jonah and Co. (more short stories).
I have all dornford's books in my collection. They are great ripping yarns and the berry books are very witty. Like many authors, his later works became a bit romantic and soppy - probably an age thing.
The first thing i want to say is that this book was first published in 1921, not 1938. My copy, a hardback published by Ward, Lock & Co., was probably published in 1923 because the owner wrote their own name inside, and a date of 27/9/23. I would definitely recommend this book as a light-hearted read, with some humorous conversations and antics. There's also a Sealyham terrier called Nobby. Look up old photos of the breed if you want to see what he looked like..
I felt a bit lost going into this - there's not much indication of who the characters are - but this is fully accounted for by the fact that it's the third in a series.
Well-off people having very minor adventures, during which the narrator flirts elaborately with a series of young women. Not funny enough to keep my interest.
The short stories in this 3rd volume of the Berry series were much improved over those in the first book (The Brother of Daphne). The plots were more varied and the dialogue, though still scattered with the witticisms that were such a feature of the first book, was more reasonable.