Beyond The Green Baize Door

Finished my review of HENRY GREEN’s CONCLUDING, Wow!

It’s all about my co-76 year old at the end, Mr Rock, my own future rock in what has turned out to be a literary masterpiece, and his cat, his pig and his goose. Never a picnic at his hanging rock, but more a maroon party, I guess.

“‘That’s that, then,’ he concluded, much relieved.”

“‘I’m not much longer for this world,’ he said, on his dignity.”

“He even turned round to view the hated mansion which the moon, plumb on it, made so tremendous…”

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