The Burry Man's Day

Cover The Burry Man's Day
Genres: Fiction
If we had any sense we would be up there, sitting back in a carriage, instead of down here with everything clenched as the Bonnie Dundee climbed each crest and smacked down again on her plucky way across the Forth. The woman beside me sucked a breath in through her bottom teeth and shut her mouth firmly as we rose on a particularly lusty swell to tremble at its peak for a moment before walloping into the hollow beyond.With a deep breath of my own, I tried to forget about the train, now huffing ...and hissing its way into the station, and concentrate instead on the bridge, since here we were toiling along at its base like Lilliputians on Gulliver’s beach with a better than usual chance to study it.It is often called beautiful and it was certainly impressive from this angle but I have never cared for crochet-work and the colour is unspeakable, like the strips of dried liver one gives to dogs. Besides, I bear it grudges. For one thing, I could just remember being at its opening, four years old, and being smacked on the backs of my legs by Nanny Palmer for saying ‘Ugh’ in a loud voice when I saw it for the first time.MoreLess

Read book The Burry Man's Day for free

+Write review

User Reviews:

Write Review:

Guest

Guest