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I picked this up on my Kindle for free (thanks Amazon!), as I thought that my daughter would like it. However, after I’d finished Arcadia Falls, I was going through a bit of a headachey time, and I knew that the next book I needed to start was Parrot & Olivier in America, which looked quite hard-going…so I took the easy route before starting it by reading this, a children’s book! I’m glad I did, as it was lovely. Just lovely. My daughter has since read it, and really enjoyed it too. Jack Brenin is a young lad who has come to live with his grandfather in rural England, having been living in Greece with his father following his mother’s death. Little does he know that his life is about to get fantastical as his very presence is playing out an ancient prophecy. There are some great new fantasy creatures, some haunting moments and nobody dies…it’s a truly beautiful kids’ book, with just the right mix of fast-paced action, minor peril, great friendships and Enid Blyton style ‘jolly hockeysticks’ food-based capers! I will definitely be getting the next one for us both to read!

The Big Noodle.

I am an advocate of “leisure”: praising the “slowness”, I do not mean to find an excuse to slack off or to rest on my laurels. Lend an ear to the haunting melody – this is the spirit I want to accentuate. Long considering that the true life experience is based on the slow and continued observation, I have to admit that I was reading On the Road not so much for its meaning as for seeking novelty. What can these “supertramps” experience at such a high speed? I doubt it. Yes, as a “leisure” fan, I certainly do not expect these young men could spare some time to rethink profoundly or concentrate on their deep voice. However, the velocity which Kerouac takes to this book really surprises me! The high velocity does not represent a perfunctory observation, because no matter how tough the conditions are, they never ask where the termination is. Although everything is running at full speed, through the words, I can vision all the beautiful, fragmentary scenery on the road and experience what they feel. More importantly, the never-stop feeling impulse me to start on. Where is the end of eternal? Nobody can answer. So, no hesitating, let’s hit the road. I do not need to pay excessive attention to a single tree or a meandering creek. What I do care about is the way I treat the journey and my courage. Is a superb start so significant? No. No amazing ending do I need. If tired, then stop it, just like Sal’s hasty goodbye with Dean. Hit the brake, and stop the flowing pictures. There is the end of the road.