Saturday, 24 July 2010

A Good Read


I don't know whether this is chick lit but I loved it. Them Tudors eh? What were they like? I feel like I have been hanging out in the 1530's.

15 comments:

Stuart said...

Definitely not chick lit.

Fantastic book.

Scrobs... said...

It's on Mrs S's list now.

She'll demolish it in about two days...

rvi said...

Chances are you would have ended up in the Tower with a very short back and sides!!

lilith said...

No, Stuart, it isn't is it...it is what my mother used to call "a meaty costume drama".

Be prepared to be hear her sucking in her cheeks and shaking her head, Scrobs. Total immersion :-)

Resident, everyone ends up in the Tower at some point. A very difficult time to have been a Bishop for example :-)

baby scrobber said...

boring fool

Electro-Kevin said...

A meaty costume drama is trying to get back into that pig suit I wore for the Cheese Run, since which I've put on weight.

Bill Quango MP said...

Had it in the hand, then put it back.
ALL fiction is 3 for 2 at Waterstones at the moment. An idea that they pinched from WH Smiths.
Sows that the recession is still very real.

I had a copy of Tudor life in the hand already, that's why it went back on the shelf. But If I had read your endorsement earlier...
Tracey Beaker may not have made it to the cash register.

lilith said...

Your star turn, Kev!

Bill, I think you'll be able to borrow it :-) I promise you it is not the Da Vinci Code.

the beast of clerkenwell said...

Are there any shagging,violence stories or recipes in this book?
If not Its not on my list

lilith said...

It starts with violence and then kind of carries on..lots of scheming and jostling for position in Court..a bit like nu labour except with Gordon Brown able to actually chop off people's heads. Plenty of torture referred to but not frequently described. Lots of sex but not described. Lots of yummy food and sumptuous textiles.

Did you know that when you got done for treason back then they would half hang you, then pull out your intestines, still attached to you, and pop them on a brazier. Unless the king liked you in which case you just got your head chopped off.

Electro-Kevin said...

I bet it wasn't as romantic as made out in those days:

all rotten teeth, cheesy cocks and rancid fannies.

That was why the sexual revolution had to wait until the 1960s. Oral sex just wasn't appealing until soap-on-a-rope and Crest toothpaste were invented.

lilith said...

Yes, Kev, quite so. Stinky times, although Henry VIII was considered pretty weird because he had the odd bath. So did Cardinal Wolsey.

It was slow of me I know, but I never realised before that being a member of the Privy Council means you get to wipe the Kings arse.

Electro-Kevin said...

Well why do you think it was called the 'privy' council ???

idle said...

I took the book to France three weeks ago on hols. Loved it. A very fine novel.

I always had a sneaking suspicion that Thomas More in A Man For All Seasons was really an insufferable hypocritical pious creep. Mantel proves the case.

lilith said...

Idle, I have missed you so! Fab book isn't it. I particularly like her portrayal of More. Insufferable, pious creep indeed :-)