Word from Wormingford: A Parish Year

Word from Wormingford: A Parish Year

by RonaldBlythe (Author), JohnNash (Illustrator)

Synopsis

In Wormingford, the seasons and the liturgy continue in their dual cycle, from harvest to harvest, from year to year. First published in 1997 and illustrated throughout by John Nash, this is a personal, autobiographical view of the changing year, in the hedgerows and fields and in the life of the parish.

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Format: Paperback
Pages: 256
Edition: New
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 05 Mar 1998

ISBN 10: 0140263195
ISBN 13: 9780140263190

Media Reviews
Val Hennessy, Daily Mail 'Quite simply, this book is a little masterpiece. It comprises a collection of Blythe's writings about the Parish year at his Suffolk village of Wormingford. It is written, for the most part, in prose of such sheer beauty that it brings tears to the eyes.' Geoffrey Moorhouse, Daily Telegraph 'A series of miniatures, some of no more than three paragraphs, unified in the context of East Anglian countryside and Church of England. Each is perfectly balanced, and aperfect topic in itself for meditation. Lucky are the three Suffolk benefices which enjoy Mr Blythe's services as Reader, and fortunate therest of us that the author of Akenfield is still producing the most sensitive, the best informed and the most elegant prose devoted wholly to the rural England of our time.' Elisabeth Luard, Saturday Times 'Gentle reader, there is a treat in store. A gift of clear wa ter from a deep well. Sweetly, oh so sweetly, do we slip into the poet's pocket. In Akenfield, the book with which Ronald Blythe made his name, we saw what we once were. In Word From Wormingford, we see what we hope we may still remain.' Robert Runcie, Observer '[Blythe's] Words from Wormingford have been a weekly treat for readers of the Church Times. In the tradition of Gainsborough and Constable, they are landscapes in words, miniature summaries of a week in the life of a village, its churchand its people, against the background of changing seasons (so much more dominant for life in the country than for townsfolk). Now Blythe has collected his work for a wider audience, enriched by the hauntinglyaustere engravings of John Nash, who previously lived in Blythe's remote farmhouse...Blythe's prose is full of quiet wit, keen observationsand sober reflection.'