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...three city blocks. In front of the house is a huge lawn, bissected by the long, tree-lined driveway. On one side is a 5-car garage with a house on top, and on the other is a tennis court. Behind the house is another lawn, a garden, a sunken green house, a platform tennis court, an empty white swimming pool, a huge sandbox and playground and an old apple orchard. I return to the house. He is still in a good mood. My brother and I go on a walk with him to the end of the driveway...
...silly, as may roommate claims. Nevertheless, there are some great bits about French family life, as when the hero's alienated teen-age daughter shows her snaps of last year's wedding (featuring subjects like "Uncle Pierre flashing a moon at dinner" and "Aunt Jeanne throwing up in the garden") and when the small children are given riot squad outfits for Christmas and run amok clubbing the celebrants a la May '68. Even the love scenes are not too sappy, particularly since the heroine, Jean-Louis Barrault's daughter, is extraordinarily beautiful...
...bother to read Rich's column, gang, cause the best rock sound available this week (with the possible exception of Jethro Tull at the Garden on December 6) is on the tube. On Wednesday night, all you "Boogie Woogie Bugle Boys" can get "In the Mood" with Bette Midler and her friends. Instead of shelling out 100 bucks for front row seats (that's what they charged when she opened in Chicago a couple of years ago), watch her for free at 10 p.m. on channel...
...Devon town of Torquay, the child of a well-born Englishwoman and an affable American expatriate who let his wealth evaporate in the hands of remote, incompetent New York brokers. She was a much-loved but solitary child who entertained herself effortlessly, playing for hours in the garden, bowling her hoop along the stations of three imaginary railway lines: "Lily of the Valley Bed. Change for the Tubular Railway here. Tub. Terminus. All change." Twelve years ago, when she completed this book at 75, she remembered every invisible platform...
Social life picked up in her teen-age years. She plunges into vivid accounts of coconut shies and garden parties, the technique of hat painting and cheating on one's dance card. In the myriad detail of the book is an irresistible ingenuousness. When she achieved her first success as a thriller writer, she bought a car. "I will confess," she says, "that of the two things that have excited me most in my life the first was my grey bottle-nosed Morris Cowley. The second was dining with the Queen about forty years later." There follows a paragraph...