The Summer Has Gone Bananas

Moshi Moshi

We cannot count the ways the summer has gone bananas – and, foul as it is, we don’t wish to restrict our remarks to the weather, as Mrs Dashwood so exhorted Margaret to do in Emma Thompson’s fine script for ‘Sense and Sensibility’. Jane Austen, wit and novelist of all delight, who died two hundred years ago last month, has recently been celebrated by the leader of the House of Commons as “one of our…

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Ear Trumpets and Alternative Bestsellers

Before we get on to our ‘alternative’ bestsellers (NB these ARE real ones, just our own, rather than taken from trade lists; take note, Kellyanne Conway!), we want to share a gloriously mad telephone call with an aged and rather deaf customer, Lady X: it went something like this… {ring ring} Hewie {picks up telephone}: John Sandoe Books, good morning! Lady X: What was that? My grandson? Did you say you are my grandson? Hewie:…

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The Thanksgiving of Constable Dobbs

Being the fourth Thursday in November, it’s Thanksgiving today; the handful of American customers well known to us who have been in today are still holding their heads and wondering what has happened to their world – our world too. It’s as if Constable Dobbs had coshed Jeeves on the back of the head, rather than the other way round, leaving Jeeves coming to and rubbing his head. And remaining polite. (vide Wodehouse’s The Mating Season.)…

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Walking and Talking

We had the pleasure and honour of welcoming Rory Stewart, MP, to Sandoe’s this week, to give a talk about his new book, The Marches. He was precise, articulate, funny, thoughtful, more concerned as an author to tell us what he thinks than what he feels, and to allow his encounters and experiences to speak for themselves. His book is mostly – but far from only – a memoir about his late father, an account…

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