After a manic few weeks juggling work, learning Spanish and trying to cook ravioli from scratch (epic fail!) I thought I needed to share a quick summary of what’s been going on in my literary life:
Event: Literarti hosted by Richard Madeley
Where: Grosvenor House Hotel, Mayfair
When: Friday 17th October
Book: The Way you Look Tonight (already a bestseller – gasp)
What:
Officially, the aim of the game is to take the traditional book club one step further, giving readers and fans the chance to interact with leading authors in an elegant setting at Grosvenor House.
I was happily invited along and took a friend and fellow literary lover with me for a Friday night enticing them with free canapés, books and champagne – what could have gone wrong? Well.
The hotel was absolutely stunning, my whole flat could probably fit in the powder room and we were ushered quickly into a seated dining area which was already full up. With a start time of 6.30pm I thought arriving at 6.40pm would be on time with the event kicking off at 7ish however, we were thrust a glass of champagne and offered one canapé – which was a delicious mini fish cake. Hungry and thirsty and with the room getting hotter it should also be noted I was not a massive fan of Richard Madeley but I was willing to put my personal tastes aside and listen to what he had to say. Unfortunately, regardless of him forgetting the title of his first book, the answers to the interviewers questions went off piste and I quickly glazed over to what became apparent was a sycophantic, self-aggrandising 90 minutes of Madeley droning on about all his (and Judy’s) vast achievements and offerings to the written world. Suffice to say we exited before the audience’s questions but an issue with opening the door meant we basically banged and fell out of the room.
Currently reading: Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
Humbert Humbert is a middle-aged, fastidious college professor. He also likes little girls. And none more so than Lolita, who he’ll do anything to possess. Is he in love or insane? A silver-tongued poet or a pervert? A tortured soul or a monster? …Or is he all of these?
Thus far I am absolutely loving and completely creeped out by this book. The descriptions and character of Humbert Humbert are just unlike anything I’ve ever come across before – phenomenal I am just really quite terrified as to what is going to happen on the next page!
Further culture happened this weekend in the guise of the new Sherlock Exhibition at the Museum of London (£12 for a ticket – and open until April 2015). A very well thought out and multi faceted exhibition with an ingenious entry to the galleries. A lot of notes on the older films and book titles were taken down – ahmm Basil Rathbone & Christopher Lee.
The artwork and photography were really insightful at demonstrating the relationship between Sherlock and London. In particular I admired the works of American artist John Pennell whose methods of capturing London are original, dark and ultimately genius.
I would certainly recommend going to see this exhibition it’s informative and really enjoyable. The choice of purchases in the gift shop is also excellent although my credit card couldn’t stretch to the silk Sherlock Holmes dressing gown.
Finally (apologies I said this would be a short summary) I walked past this around Chelsea Embankment and was taken back to an amazing book that my father bought me last Christmas…