John commented on The Little Virtues by Natalia Ginzburg
He and I
Written in 1962, about the relationship between Natalia and her second husband Gabriele Baldini.
Retired scientist, I read a lot, fiction and non-fiction, on a wide range of subjects, though science, politics, philosophy, law, science fiction and historical detective stories are favourites.
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He and I
Written in 1962, about the relationship between Natalia and her second husband Gabriele Baldini.
England: Eulogy and Lament
Written in London in 1961, some of the descriptions seem outdated, but others resonate. The food and drink has transformed since then, and some social attitudes may have changed.
Portrait of a Friend
Although neither the friend, nor the city which he loved are named, he was probably Cesare Pavese, and the city Turin. The descriptions convey the complex moods of both person and city.
Worn-Out Shoes
She recollects her time alone in Rome during the German occupation when she had no choice but to wear worn-out shoes. Old shoes provide a connection with a friend, as well as where shoes fit in her financial priorities.
But that was the best time of my life, and only now that is has gone forever -- only now do I realize it.
— The Little Virtues by Natalia Ginzburg, Dick Davis (Page 8)
Her internal exile with her husband in the town of Pizzoli lasted from 1940 to 1943. On their return to Rome he was arrested and imprisoned and died in February 1944.
Winter in the Abruzzi
Describes her internal exile by the Fascist government of the time, with her husband to Abruzzi. At first she finds the people and their way of life strange, but gets to know them better.
@fu@millefeuilles.cloud I don't think there is anything wrong with having roots in a place, but I, my wife, my siblings and cousins, work colleagues and the majority of people, but not all, left home for education and work, and made their lives in a new place or places. I do have friends who have lived in this area all their lives,, but not the majority. In these terms I am an Anywhere, generally mixing with Anywheres. The problem is that most politicians and decision makers are also Anywheress - so can they really represent of speak for the 60% who can have different priorities?
"Greater economic and cultural openness in the West has not benefited all of our citizens. …
Despite recent increases in geographical mobility about 60% of British people still live within 20 miles of where they lived when they were fourteen.
— The road to somewhere by David Goodhart (5%)
Originally mistakenly posted as a comment, but I find it interesting, and disconcerting that this applies to a minority of the people I know well.
"Greater economic and cultural openness in the West has not benefited all of our citizens. …
Despite recent increases in geographical mobility about 60% of British people still live within 20 miles of where they lived when they were fourteen.
"Greater economic and cultural openness in the West has not benefited all of our citizens. …
and in any case it is not possible to imagine a world without at least a large minority of people with core Somewhere values -half the population will always be in the bottom half of the income and ability spectrums.
— The road to somewhere by David Goodhart (8%)
It is interesting to compare Orbital with Chris Hadfield's An astronaut's guide to life on Earth
For the first time ever you’ve been overtaken, say ground crews. You’re yesterday’s news, they joke, and Pietro jokes back that better yesterday’s news than tomorrow’s, if they know what he means. If you’re an astronaut you’d rather not ever be news.
— Orbital by Samantha Harvey (Page 10)
Until the problems with the Boeing Starliner Calypso, when astronaunts Barry Wilmore and Sunita Williams unexpectedly extended their stay on the International Space Station, the crew changeovers happened largely unreported by the mainstream media.
Towards the start of the narrative Solomon is living with his wife Anne in the village of Fort Edward, in Old Fort House, This had been been occupied by General John Burgoyne, who was possibly a friend of my ancestor William Webster