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Download Wood Talc and Mr Doc Á Talc and Mr ☆ [PDF / Epub] ✅ Wood, Talc and Mr. J Author Chris Rose – Wood Talc and Mr J – We never had it so goodIt’s a time of great social and political upheaval – industrial disputes and bullying unions racial discord and the National Front 1978 it’s a BriImportant was only ever an illusion his reflected image includedComing full circle by way of loss and loss you would hope lessons are learnedThe book progresses through myriad dream seuences interwoven song themes a father’s philosophical ramblings ever blackening wit leitmotif – or seemingly recurring scenes is someone laughing at our hero And Phillip’s own lyrical strut like black or white mannerDancehall adventures via train rides to Heaven scooter cruising almost coast to coast Beneath the pier encounters with the opposite sex et al set against the birth of Scargill and Thatcher feudin Ah the immediate taste of salt and tang of vinegar on fish and chips wrapped in newspaper What an introduction to Grom little Sam and Phillip and the rest of his familyThe songs the hairdos the clothes – all retro now – tweaking my memories with nostalgic longing The Hillman Imp raced me back to my first carA lot of what was going on in England was reflected right down here in New Zealand where shiploads of Brits were arriving in search of ‘the better life’ But did they find it Some stayed 2 years then caught the next ship back to their homelandPerhaps they introduced the vinegar addition to every café and kitchen table We grew up on tripe with vinegar mashed potatoes and overcooked peas and cabbageWe also absorbed the English ways and accents I recall one family of 8 arriving home from the air force with my dad and living with us until they found a home for themselves One lanky lad slept in our bathtub Goodness our house was barely large enough for our family of five but that’s what everyone did back thenSo I get Phillip and I get his family They were our neighbours and childhood friends They became our familyThe author clearly has a great affection for the era and it shines on each page It is almost clear I think that the author has a deeper understanding of life during that time than young Phillip might have us believeBut please do take the time to read this book slowly and savour this glorious chunk of the 70s Rock and hair gel and pub life Music with SoulBut I need to read this classic once and then perhaps once againGlorious book

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Wood Talc and Mr J – We and Mr Kindle #212 never had it so goodIt’s a time of great social and political upheaval – industrial disputes and bullying unions racial discord and the National Front it’s a Britain on the brink It’s also a Britain of Wood Talc Kindle definite youth cultures when the wrong attire on the wrong street might eual a beating for your blunder often regardless of your football allegianceA look back Without the rose tinted spectacles but with hindsight and humour and with poignancy and affectionThe NorthPhillip sees life in Talc and Mr Epub #180 a simplistic if pass ‘You weren’t supposed to be clever where I came from’Readers who are used to Walkers Crisps in portioned packets will find opening this unfamiliar shrink wrapped alternative challenging I certainly did The first taste is of something indefinable; salty and lime flavoured with than a hint of sea of vinegar of jellied eels and certainly bracing This book takes a willingness to be persuaded but becomes increasingly addictive as you bite into separate scenes and ride a great many buses in pursuit of Sheffield United the possibility of ‘gear’ or a good dust up with Skin heads or Rockers and those who fail to appreciate the finer distinctions in Motown and Soul This is not a world I know anything about yet something in the self effacing and evocative staccato began to mesmerize It got better and better once the idiom lodged and compellingI am not sure I can analyse why or even that I garnered half of what its sharp language referred to for it is a new language and describes a world as unfamiliar as Bangladesh although it only asks me to travel as far as Sheffield Ilkley Barnsley Skegness and environs Names and words encircle Well that’s not all it asks me to take on trust Sheffield in the seventies through the eyes ears and nostrils of Phillip its narrator and interpreter of the author’s sardonic nostalgic and dismissive memory Into Phillip he pours his unstated affection for his home but like a shirt tail that should not escape but does If a reader is tempted to sympathy it uickly disappearsI feel I begin to get a little closer to its hooking summons to travel with it Phillip is disarmingly devil may care on the surface He refuses any self indulgence; his affectionate love of Grom his grandmother Edith is epitomized by his refusal not only to take the same bus with her to work in Hell’s Satanic Mill but a different bus route entirely Her habit of torturing him by eating pungent and unsavoury food with gusto and without teeth and in public is politely avoided without resentment on either sideThis family understands one another They are diffident tolerant undemonstrative and loyal and the influence of Grom permeates even when she is absent His father’s moral rectitude about the obligations of work and discipline however unrewarded except in affording legitimacy to weekends letting rip stem from Grom almost everything retains integrity below the surface of seeming chaos Phillip is uintessentially English in his refusal to disclose than is decent about his feelings except about music and song titles for these are safe pegs on which to define himself They were unfamiliar to me but that was unimportant in this rollicking ride through period seaside arcades scooter racing police check points imminent catastrophe dared to come out by jeering at it and his friendship with JedJustAbout Paul Pete Mick and Uncle James His names are minimalisthis girl friends loved and moving past and on but as expressive of the time as they are of the character of Phillip who takes all as it comes and goes As must the reader for this is a ride through affectionate memory of those loved and lost and a world being unwrapped from its confines in maturity; from Batty with her purple hair and his brother Sam’s gradual growth closely observedThere is little of ‘story’ in any external sense unless a rite of passage from adolescent to adulthood is story and for most of us writers until it is told other stories cannot get top billing or full attention But it is the poetic vernacular that springs the surprises; they allow dandelions to bloom between the paving stones tossed over the shoulder prolifically and without stopping; those ‘wagged schooldays’ ‘Madame Shake ‘n’Vac’ ‘heart splintering honesty’ and ‘prematurely ripened humbug’ This is an extraordinarily original writer seemingly with an endless ability to dislocate the image until the cartilage gleams in the joints of small agonies Because Phillip pities himself not at all you feel for him and want to steady him with a hand before he trips on his shoelaces or cuts his feet Poor Phillip He will remain with you long after the book is closed Open it and stay with it for it is rich and new Then read it a second time

Kindle ↠ Talc and Mr Ü Chris Rose

Wood Talc and Mr JIonate way up or down us and them black white and nothing in between When not doing his ‘thing’ in Wigan’s Casino Club – voted ‘The Greatest Disco in the World’ by Billboard Magazine – Phillip hates the world Or at least he thinks he does He longs for the weekend or a greater permanent escape from the daily grind of factory life in an industrial townWith a little imagination he might realise things midweek aren’t that bad there’s the loving family the secure job amid mass unemployment a relationship with the perfect young woman Or maybe he realises too late And all he’d deemed This book is a poetic lyrical exploration of a boy's formative years ultimately a story that anyone can relate to it provides enjoyable nostalgia for anyone who actually knows or remembers Northern England and the 1970s but this is not a reuirement if you are going to enjoy what is by turns a funny warm and touching account of a young man's struggle with family girls work and peer pressure in short finding himself and growing upThe writing style is completely original and intelligent with the author playfully including exerpts from Shakespeare Oscar Wilde William Blake John Milton etc A thoroughly engaging and enjoyable readI'm looking forward to the seuel and would highly recommend this book Fantastic