For quite a few of them, certainly. Devreux's "Venus in India" was
accompanied by John Cleland's "Fanny Hill" for instance.
Wodehouse on Wodehouse certainly. Ditto Spike Milligan, Zen and the Art ..,
lots of Kipling.
Terry Pratchetts of course.
Then, Patrick O'Brian's Aubrey Maturin novels .. all 21 of them (including
the unfinished "21" that has his unfinished manuscript in his delightfully
neat copperplate yet surprisingly hard to read handwriting). That man was
the last of the truly literate brits, almost. Felt like I was reading
Dickens and Sir Walter Scott, at times.
Sir Richard Burton's "The Arabian Nights". Complete and unexpurgated.
Let's not forget the pulp fiction. Westerns by Louis L'Amour, Elmore
Leonard .. all his western stories, and "Tabor Evans"'s Longarm Series,
written by spur award winners like Lou Cameron and James Reasoner.
Reasoner's become quite a good friend after I emailed him a few months back
and struck up a conversation. He's even written a bunch of other pulp that
I like, such as some of the Michael Shayne detective novels.
Lots of old boyhood favorites - like about a couple of dozen biggles books.
Not too many amar chitra kathas thanks to various younger cousins
descending on my collection about a decade or more back.
J. Alfred Prufrock [23/03/10 12:28 +0530]:
My apologies if this is *infra dig*, but I would dearly love to know how
many Silklisters share my enthusiasm for the books mentioned here.
http://sadoldbong.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-owd-gaffer-he-sits-heself-down-with.html
(Ummm ... Banville, Barnes, Murakami and *The Hungry Tide **have* been
sampled since 2006)
J.A.P.
