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“Grand” is a great Yorkshire word and last weekend was an extraordinarily grand sporting occasion when the Tour de France’s first two days went off so brilliantly around the County, taking in the industrial cities of Leeds and Sheffield as well as the more touristy spots such as York, Harrogate, the Brontë country and the Dales. Yorkshire did Britain proud. It means that the Tour de France organisers will want to come back for more Grand Departs in the UK before long. (Rhodri Morgan)A letter to the Yorkshire Post tries to defend the ITV commentators, Phil Liggett and Paul Sherwen, after the 'Harworth/Haworth' incident:
Regarding the error with Harworth/Haworth, did Mr Sheridan not hear the apology and the observation that not all the Brontë sisters are buried at Haworth?The letter was a reply to this previous one:
As regards the mispronunciations, there are lots of Yorkshire folk who pronounce some of our county’s place names differently. Well done to all who organised this year’s Grand Départ.
From: David Horsley, Snaiton, Scarborough.
HOW I agree with Godfrey Lomas (The Yorkshire Post, July 7). The amateurish and ill-researched TV commentary on Yorkshire’ s Tour de France was unforgivable. After the mispronunciations and factual inaccuracies cited by your correspondent on day one it got even worse as the peloton descended into West and South Yorkshire. One commentator confused Haworth with Harworth where the late Tom Simpson grew up, later making a garbled reference to the Brontës on arriving at the famous village.The New York Times reviews The Year She Left Us by Kathryn Ma:
From: Brian Sheridan, Redmires Road, Sheffield.
The foundling may be a familiar figure in the history of the novel, most prominently in Dickens and the Brontës, but Ma gives us a striking 21st-century iteration. In 1992, China passed a law allowing foreign adoptions. Since then, Americans have brought home more than 80,000 Chinese children — most of them girls, because of China’s infamous one-child policy and a cultural prejudice that favors sons. (Mona Simpson)The Guardian recovers an article from 1989 about Laurence Olivier:
It was really in William Wyler's powerful version of Wuthering Heights that he came fully into his own. His Heathcliff in that film was blazingly romantic enough even for Garbo, who was apparently amazed if only as a spectator. (Derek Malcolm)The Herald thinks that the Scotland's Better Together campaign is written by a 'great female writer' (meaning exactly what?):
You could be forgiven, as Better Together publish a new paper on pensions, for thinking that one of the great female writers had intervened. Could that be Jane Austen? Emily Brontë? Gertrude Stein? Virginia Wolfe [sic]? Claire Tomlin [sic]? Mary Wollstonecraft? (Andy Bollen)A very bizarre list we may add.
All told, Nobody is Ever Missing is a powerhouse of a book, and one that assuredly can take its place in a continuum of feminist literature, from the story of Bertha Mason’s tragic plight in Jane Eyre on through Charlotte Perkins Gilman’s novella The Yellow Wallpaper to Margaret Atwood’s The Handmade's Tale and beyond. (Damian Van Denburgh)Sarah Vine in the Daily Mail talking about hair:
At night, when I plait it before bed, I feel like some kind of Brontë-esque romantic heroine. When I pile it all on top of my head in a messy bun, it’s very La Dolce Vita.My Bookish Ways interviews the writer Letitia Trent:
If you could experience one book again for the first time, which one would it be?The Derby Telegraph has a Jane Eyre reference in this quite sad article; K.M. Weiland offers the chance to win two ARCs of the upcoming Jane Eyre: The Writer’s Digest Annotated Classic. The Poetry and Prose Audio Gallery uploads a recording of the Charlotte Brontë's letter to G.H. Lewes (12th January 1848). Old Hollywood Lover reviews Jane Eyre 1944. Culture Clash does the same with Jane Eyre 2011.
That’s a great question. I’d love to read Jane Eyre again for the first time. Or maybe The Great Gatsby, another book I know so well that I can hardly remember not knowing it.