Enjoyed reading my first Robert Lewis Stevenson novel, Treasure Island. What a bright, lively story! Nothing overworked or old-fashioned- which I confess I half expected. The classics are classics for a reason. I was hooked immediately when old sea captain, Billy Bones mysteriously takes up residence in the seaside inn Jim Hawkin’s family runs. He rants, he raves, he drinks rum, and he’s gripped with fear of The Black Spot! The pirating and adventures soon move out to sea! Long John Silver is alive – and both terrible and irresistible to young Jim Hawkins. A fine, fantastic yarn, “And you may lay to that!”, as Long John would say! Do I like it even more because it is a sto
ry with a map? Of course!
We are kindred cousins in so many ways! I will trust your recommendations , of the study of one’s respective privates! These two subjects make the world go ’round!
Annie, I read, or listened to that a few years ago, an matey, I loved it! From one of my past post I mentioned “A mind of it’s own, the culutral and historial view of the penis”. Well after that it’s only natural, and no pun intented, to read “Breasts, A Natural and Unnatural History”, by Florence Williams. What a book, and you poor girls! The things you do for us. WOW! But you must be a little nuts too. I’m about to reread “Freedom by Jonathan Franzen”. Just loved it, must do it again. Stay well and thanks for the write up about SoCal.
Love,
Steve