I would be the first to admit that my knowledge of English literature is patchy and that there are huge holes in my reading. This list therefore is not of the ten great books, or even the ten best books I have ever read.
All I have tried to do is to list those books which over the years have given me the most enjoyment – the ones I have returned to reread, some of them many times. It includes books by authors who are deeply unfashionable now and whose books are largely available only second hand. I suppose that makes my tastes definitely middle brow.
Even on those terms I expect the list would be different in a years time, more likely to include the old favourites perhaps, or more likely to include books I first read many years ago and now feel the urge to revisit. There are too many books published these days to ever keep up with the new authors. Who can tell anyway if a book will stay in the canon to be read and reread with pleasure as these have? I'm not going to try and predict that – the only criterion I have used is personal pleasure. The list is in no particular order. This is part 1 only.
A Trustee from the Tool Room : Nevil Shute
Like many of Shute's novels this one is about an ordinary man striving to do his best in extraordinary circumstances. Keith Stewart is a good man, if naïve, and when his sister and brother in law are killed he suddenly finds himself the guardian of his 10-year-old niece and must travel across the world to salvage her inheritance. Everyone he meets is good to him and his decency and doggedness win through. An undemanding story, the plain writing disguises Shute's narrative skills. This was one of my mother's own favourites.
A close second in this list would have been Pied Piper.
My Son, My Son, Howard Spring
This uses some of Spring's experiences in Ireland as a journalist, witnessing the Easter Rising and its aftermath. It is the story of William Essex, author and playwright, his friend, Dermot O'Riorden, and their respective sons Oliver and Rory. An indication of his capabilities is that he succeeded J. B. Priestley and Arnold Bennett as book reviewer for the Evening Standard. Spring was a favourite of my aunt who reread his books every winter.
His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman
We bought the first of this trilogy for our daughter and she loved it. I was worried that by the time the final book was published she would have outgrown the stories. I was wrong, as I discovered when I read them for myself. Forget the labelling as a children's book, this trilogy can stand against any competitor. It is stunning, gripping and in the end heart breaking.
The Good Companions: J B Priestley
Another vastly under-rated writer, Priestley's reputation has perhaps suffered in recent years because he is seen as a 'regional' writer. Nonsense of course but in a literary world dominated by London it is enough to apply the label.
During WW2 he became a well known broadcaster and the extract below is from one of those broadcasts. (via http://www.jbpriestley-society.com/ )
'Among those paddle steamers that will never return was one that I knew well, for it was the pride of our ferry service to the Isle of Wight - none other than the good ship 'Gracie Fields'. I tell you, we were proud of the 'Gracie Fields', for she was the glittering queen of our local line, and instead of taking an hour over her voyage, used to do it, churning like mad, in forty-five minutes. And now never again will we board her at Cowes and go down into her dining saloon for a fine breakfast of bacon and eggs. She has paddled and churned away - for ever. But now - look - this little steamer, like all her brave and battered sisters, is immortal. She'll go sailing proudly down the years in the epic of Dunkirk And our great grand-children, when they learn how we began this War by snatching glory out of defeat, and then swept on to victory may also learn how the little holiday steamers made an excursion to hell and came back glorious.'
The Good Companions is probably his most well known book, dealing with the travels of a concert party between the wars. Peopled with strong characters it is a wonderful evocation of a period that still works on its own terms, even though that period has long passed. He could also write taut thrillers - as in Saturn over the Water and The Shapes of Sleep and satire - as in Out of Town (which dealt with similar topics to the BBC R4 series Absolute Power starring John Bird and Stephen Fry but predated it by many years.)
Nothing more to say here – pick any one. Like Terry Pratchett, his jokes work on lots of levels while the improbable stories rattle along. Enjoy!
The next five will follow later - there is a chance they will be a bit more (but only slightly) up to date. I'm thinking too about why some authors seem to disappear off the horizon. Does anyone read R F Delderfield these days? Leslie Charteris? (I know we've all seen the Saint on TV but does anyone read the originals from which they are drawn - Roger Moore was pretty accurate!)