A collective of bibliophiles talking about books. Book Fox (vulpes libris): small bibliovorous mammal of overactive imagination and uncommonly large bookshop expenses. Habitat: anywhere the rustle of pages can be heard.
Here it has been a stormy week. It has rained and rained, and the wind has blown, and the waters have risen, and the last of the pretty leaves have come down. Today’s photo just about sums up the whole of 2012 in the UK, but as you can see, we are soggy, and so are our stiff upper lips, but unbowed.
What better week (here in the Northern hemisphere, naturally) to curl up by a bright fire with a good book? We have a wide variety of suggestions for you – mystery, bandits and a memory of gorgeous summer holidays. And as a bonus extra, after the popularity of Michael Carley’s review of Sons of Thunder, we re-run another motorcycle classic. Not the weather for it, is it, though.
Monday: Jackie looks at a completely different side of Agatha Christie, in her memoir Come, Tell Me How You Live.
Wednesday: We look again at the strange, esoteric pleasures of the Workshop Manual, in Reverse of Disassembly.
Thursday: Kate is in the mountains with 19th-century Bulgarian bandits.
Friday: After scrapping in an unseemly fashion over who would review Phillipa Ashley’s new novel Miranda’s Mount, Hilary, Moira and Ticky decided to play nicely and share the honours.
Today’s image, of a wicker fox reflected in a puddle at the Cambridge Folk Festival, comes from the Flickr photostream of shaggy 359, and is reproduced here under a Creative Commons licence.