House Arrest (Pandemic Diaries)

I will happily read anything by Alan Bennett. (Well, except Forty Years On, which has me looking forward to cleaning the filter on the washing machine by about page 10. I know it made his name but I simply cannot understand it.)

So even though this small – in size and length – volume is only 49 pages long, I bought it as soon as I heard about it. It’s simply AB’s diary entries from February 2020 to March 2021. 

Much talk of age, of medicines and treatment. Sometimes a single sentence or two. (20 August. ‘Robust’,  favoured word of the right. It also means callous.) Praise for the NHS and frequent unflattering references to Boris Johnson. A mention of Victoria Wood and Dinnerladies. 

Alan Bennett being Alan Bennet for 49 lovely pages.

Heaven.