Janet 1 November 2020
Ian 8 November 2020
Hello everyone
Yes, back into lockdown #2 and a tentative foray into the centre of Exeter on Friday to look for some glue (hardly essential but required to fix some guttering) revealed a deserted place with very few shops open.
Like Jane and David we still potter with things historical as and when we can. Like Jane we curse the changes in our computers and are alarmed that Outlook is being phased out. I have so far managed to avoid Windows 10 and, like Jane, curse the hidden coding that the nerds insist on inserting behind the scenes so that we cannot do what we want - the trouble it took me to get the images below lined up ... Still Zoom is remarkable and we have had some interesting meetings, both with family and other local bibliofools. The Devon and Exeter Institution have started an interesting lecture series, beginning with a talk by one of the only knowledgeable librarians in Devon, recently grabbed from the V&A - have a look at the talk on Beatrix Potter and the Westcountry.
We had our last get-together with the grandchildren on the 4th November, an early bonfire with sparklers and hot dogs in our garden. Dry weather and a respite in the wind meant that it went up vertically with no smoke and was quite impressive with lots of thick branches consumed. The grandchildren were most impressed. We decided that if they cuddled our knees and we looked the other way, we could avoid close contact.
That morning we had returned from several days away, the first stay away from home since a brief trip to Land's End in August. I hope you will forgive the following account, which I am preparing for the Westcountry Studies bibliographical newsletter.
Halloween saw us in a thatched cottage deep in the west Devon countryside on the fringes of Dartmoor. Knowing that the author of A book of werewolves was buried just yards away, and that Lewtrenchard Manor was haunted by the White Lady, we made sure that our doors and windows were bolted and barred and listened to the wind howling through the trees and the rain beating on the windows with just a hint of trepidation. We had been welcomed with a massive cream tea which was to last us for several days, and very welcome it was after the first of five days of intensive work on the Sabine Baring-Gould library. The American descendants of SBG, who own the estate, were due to visit – partly to avoid the US election and the prospect of a victory of "the Orange One" as they call him – but Covid had put paid to that, so we had the use of their vacant cottage.
The whole library operation is a complex and never-ending one and the following is based on something I put together for a local newsletter. More than 2,000 books built up by six generations of the Baring-Gould family between the late 18th century and 1931, when they left for America, are housed there, just part of a collection that is split haphazardly between Lewtrenchard, the University of Exeter and the Devon Record Office. A recent development was the donation from an SBG fanatic, David Shacklock, in 2018 of more than 1,000 books and bound volumes of periodicals by or relating to SBG.
To assist in locating and reshelving the books we had decided to place spine labels on most items and sort them into categories subdivided alphabetically by author or title. The categories in the Shacklock collection reflect the divisions allocated by David Shacklock and, with an eye to eventual rationalisation of the three present locations of the Baring-Gould family library at Lew, the University and the Devon Heritage Centre, the categories in that collection are based on the ownership and authorship of the books. However the location of the books on the shelves is complicated by the fixed heights of the shelves, many of which are too small to take any but the smallest formats – books today are larger than in SBG's time and the Shacklock collection contained many recent items. This means that there are two or even three parallel sequences for most categories. Work is still in progress labelling and relocating the books but we haven't quite reached our aim of having the Shacklock collection on the open shelves in the library, the books owned by SBG's children and grandchildren in the gallery and the remainder of the Baring-Gould family library behind glass in the library.
The fact that the weather was poor meant that we were not enticed into the beautiful grounds and there was much of interest in the collections. Baring-Gould was a man with a magpie mind. Apart from the folk songs, which he considered his most important achievement, he collected works on archaeology, history, the topography of the Westcountry, France, Germany, Iceland and other parts of the world, folklore, superstitions, country life and customs, as well as church history, many of them in German or French. He was also a prolific writer, with more than 1,000 books and articles to his credit on all the subjects mentioned above, mostly written standing at his writing desk which can be seen at Lewtrenchard. He was the author of a large number of novels but he wrote them with great reluctance. In his diary he writes on 24 August 1886 "I write novels with anger and heat because they take me off my proper course of study, history, especially ecclesiastical, and mythology, which is my favourite study. I write only because I cannot build and restore this house. I can not live on the estate, without supplementing my income from my pen." He might have added that his family of fifteen children cannot have made his financial situation any easier.
Good or bad, his novels provide an interesting record of the development of the design of publishers' casings. Here an example of Grettir the outlaw, a story of Iceland, a novel that had its genesis before his visit to Iceland in 1862. Passages from the sagas appear in Iceland: its scenes and sagas, published in 1863. It was not until 1890 that the novel finally appeared, in order to fill a hole in SBG's finances.
But perhaps the most unusual item is one collected by an ancestor of SBG. It is an ambitious serial publication for women, published in Paris. The Bibliothèque universelle des dames appeared in 156 volumes between 1785 and 1797. The privilege for this mammoth undertaking was granted 6 July 1784 to Jacques Perrin. The frequency announced was fortnightly on the 1st and 15th of each month but, while this was maintained from 1786 to 1790, it became very irregular after the Revolution. The length of each volume varies from about 120 pages to more than 400, in a tiny octodecimo format, only 13 x 8 cm in size. Volumes could be delivered in wrappers or bound in a variety of ways. The annual subscription for 24 volumes bound was 72 livres, or 54 livres in wrappers, plus postage.
The series of volumes was in eleven classes, ranging from novels to mathematics and home medicine, and was conceived as a collection of works to provide a general education, easily accessible, for women of "a certain class". From 1787 interest seems to have been focussed on the practical, technical and scientific aspects of the collection. Few complete collections are known, only the British Library seems to have a full set in Britain, so it is good to have discovered an almost complete set in original bindings in the Baring-Gould family library in Devon. A full list of the titles of the 143 volumes they hold can be found in the catalogue of the collection. The subscription to this set seems to have ceased early in 1793, which accounts for most of the gaps.
So, we were able to spend a few days in agreeable bibliographical surroundings, just before Lewtrenchard Manor Hotel and the cottage were due to close once more for Lockdown #2, but at least the worst fears of the owners about the "Orange One" were not realised.
Lockdown#2 is rumbling on. I did manage to squeeze in a visit to Helen and family a week ago, but it means a friend and I can't have our regular get-together on a Friday evening and I might spend my birthday this month at home, although Helen is suggesting we form a temporary support bubble for November, which, if you don't tell anyone, could transfer to Chris and family for Christmas, when they've invited me to Hitchin. I suppose there's just a chance that Boris will allow us out to play then anyway.
I spoke to Margaret recently and it is great news to hear that she is making such excellent progress. Getting to see family is obviously generally problematic for a lot of people. We last saw ours in September on our last trip to Hertfordshire. We missed seeing them later in the month as Leo had a 'Covid scare' which very fortunately turned out to be just a chest infection which was sorted out with antibiotics! We were quite anxious at the time, but we now know how to do a home test which in itself was quite challenging - but perhaps that was just because we were a bit panicky at the time!. One big tip is to remember to remove the air from the final bag to make sure it fits inside the self construct box! An outside meeting with family at half term was planned, as they were in Tier 2, and Herts was Tier 1, but the weather washed that out, then came lockdown 2. Still. as Janet is finding, Zoom and FaceTime are great for keeping in touch until times get better.
I also remember Alison Uttley. But did none of you read Winnie the Pooh? We could hardly believe a colleague in Durham UL when he said he had never read it and presumably neither had his daughters. My other favourites were the Animal Shelf books by Ivy L. Wallace who also wrote about Pookie the Rabbit with Wings. (I had to resist the temptation to buy one of those from Bouquiniste!) One of the animals was a monkey called Woeful who had an adventure involving 'waspberries'. We still refer to raspberries by that name, and when being bossy I am often called Gumpa after the bear who organised the other animals.
Do you remember the discussion about Enid Blyton with staff when we visited Wakefield County Library. Her books were not stocked in the libraries and I think most of us disagreed with the decision, saying that the books got children reading, much as J.K. Rowling does now. And what was wrong reading about adventures which you knew could never happen to you? I am a great believer in escapist literature!
What fun trying to remember our favourite books from childhood! I do have happy memories of all the books you listed Sylvia and had forgotten Pooki! Pooh Bear was a real favourite as well as the poems by A.A. Milne published in 'Now we are Six' and other collections.
Margaret reminded me of the 'Chalet Girls' which I remember discovering in the Junior Library in Llandudno and really loving. I was introduced to Arthur Ransome by my godmother who sent the whole series all the way from Ireland, along with lots of Irish Folk Tales too!. Enid Blyton's ' Castle of Adventure', 'River of Adventure' etc were all very gripping as well as the Famous Five and Secret Seven series.
Other books which are beginning to surface in my memory , after all this time are 'Ballet Shoes' (Noel Streatfield), 'Milly Molly Mandy' (Joyce Lankester Brisley), 'Just William Books' (Richmal Crompton), which Heather also enjoyed, 'Green Sailors' series (Gilbert Hackforth-Jones) and the 'Lone Pine' series by Malcolm Saville. Just as Sylvia did, I also eventually left the Junior Library and moved on to Agatha Christie!
As Sylvia and Margaret recollected, we also read classics like 'Black Beauty', 'Tom and the Water Babies' and 'Treasure Island' (Parts of which I found quite scary then!) and 'Dr Doolittle' (Hugh Lofting) with the wonderful 'Push-me-pull-you' animal. I have just discovered I still have a copy of Heidi which I see from the inscription was given to me in 1954 by my ballet teacher!
It is interesting to see that some of these books e.g. Milly Molly Mandy were published from the 1920's up to the 60's and of course the William books are still popular and have had TV series. Pooh Bear lives on still with translations into so many languages and cartoon versions. Others, as Sylvia mentioned, have now become somewhat politically incorrect. I remember when I started working in School Libraries, two reviews of the development of children's books had just come out, highlighting this. One was called ' Make the Cocoa Janet' and the other 'You are a Brick Angela'! I also remember doing a survey of fiction front covers with the Sociology teacher and finding very few with girls or any sort of cultural diversity. Things have thankfully changed a lot now!
Looking forward to seeing more 'book memories'! Keep well, Angela
Anne 14 November 2020
Hello to all,
Yes, Ange, I agree with all you wrote, I read exactly the same books, there probably wasn't all that much choice in those days. Jane, I loved the Shelf Animals; my oldest and best-loved teddy bear is named after one of them - Little Mut - because he looks very like the one in the book though brown and not white!
I would spend every Saturday morning in the Halifax Children's Library until we left there in summer 1955. We were allowed to borrow 3 books at a time and I remember once returning on the Saturday afternoon as I had read 1 or 2 of the 3 books I had borrowed in the morning. The librarian hadn't got round to filing the cards and I was told off for reading too quickly!
Tales of boarding schools fascinated me -midnight feasts and French Mamselles - and of course pony books - there were 2 sisters, Pullein-Thompson - who wrote some of those. Then there was a whole series of career books for girls. These would surely now be frowned upon by today's feminists. They did present various careers, including librarianship, but somehow there was always a "happy ending", i.e. the girl - nurse, teacher, vet, librarian - would end up finding a suitable husband!
We always listened to Children's Hour on the radio at 5 pm whilst eating tea and they serialised a lot of books - I remember the Jennings books, a boy also at boarding school.
The first adult books I read were by Nevil Shute and a series about a family in Canada, the Jarlna (???) books and Hugh Walpole's Herries Chronicles (the Lake District connection).
I must stop as I see I'm getting carried away, but so interesting to see we all read the same books. I recently joined our village library for some light reading during lockdown. Lots of children's books and otherwise Thrillers and Krimis and one section labelled Women's Literature! (Haven't investigated that yet)
Keep reading,
Anne
Val 15 November 2020
Hello everyone!
Fascinating glimpses into our childhood reading habits!! Generally remarkably similar! Yes, Anne, I did love Beatrix Potter, but also Little Grey Rabbit, Rupert Bear & the Flower Fairies. I didn’t like Winnie the Pooh, but loved “When we were very young” & “Now we are six”!! Did anyone else have Toby Twirl books? And my favourite, Fudge the Elf annuals? I have 5 Fudge annuals & read them to death. Disney annuals too.
What Katy Did & the rest of that series, William, Bunter & Biggles. I still have all of them! I still have loads of Enid Blyton & used to save up to buy them. The Adventure series (the best in my opinion!) were 8/6d. Famous Five 7/6d. All the other series eg Five Find Outers & Dog were brilliant too. The only problem when reading the odd chapter at bedtime is coming across an utterly inappropriate, never used today word!! Does one just read it & move swiftly on or leave it out which only risks granddaughter drawing attention to the fact I’ve left it out which in turn draws more attention!! It’s lovely to be able to read one’s own copies, but ... !!
I also remember the Wakefield trip & our bewilderment that children should only be expected to read about what was within their own, possibly traumatic, experience, not flights of fancy of adventure which would fire their imagination. No one ever actually believed we’d have our own Kirrin Island, but we could dream!!
I loved The Chalet School & The Abbey School (Elsie J Oxenham). I read The Scarlet Pimpernel series quite early too & reread a few during lockdown. Still a good read. Little Women, Heidi etc. I too enjoyed the career series & the library had them all.
The big frustration with Manchester Public Libraries was that you weren’t allowed to return & exchange books the same day!!
It’s been interesting over the years to see which books fired my three’s imagination & which left them cold. One hated Rupert, one loved The Chalet School. All loved Enid Blyton! Same is happening with granddaughters, but there are so many brilliant new children’s books out there jostling for time! Julia Donaldson in particular, but I’m not a fan of David Walliams’s books! Harry Potter is brilliant at any age.
Anyway, enough of my childhood reading habits. I think the main point to emerge is that we are all readers & book collectors! It’s good you are all keeping well & navigating all this weirdness with humour. I’m doing all the Christmas preparations as normal with fingers & toes crossed!!
Look forward to the next burst of messages! Love, Vally