Peter Hall’s Diaries edited by John Goodwin

‘I’ve been re-reading Peter Hall’s Diaries. Suddenly they start to make sense. They’re a catalogue of misery.’ Richard Eyre It would be easy to dislike the late Peter Hall. Indeed, many people did. After all, he set up the Royal Shakespeare Company in his twenties, was knighted while running the National Theatre in his forties.…

Summer Lightning by P.G. Wodehouse

Autumn’s here, but don’t despair. There’s this: ‘It was that gracious hour of a summer afternoon, midway between luncheon and tea, when Nature seems to unbutton its waistcoat and put its feet up.’ Yes, the first paragraph sets the tone. You either warm to it or mentally curl up in a peevish ball. If the…

A Very English Scandal by John Preston

…’Then we have been forced to listen to the pitiful whining of Mr. Norma St. John Scott – a scrounger, parasite, pervert…. a worm…! A self-confessed player of the pink oboe; a man – or woman – who by his – or her – own admission chews pillows..!’ So said Peter Cook, playing a judge,…