While away for our week at Cranberry Cottage, I had the fortune to be able to meet a Dutch blogger and her family. Janneke welcomed us to her home where we enjoyed tea, a delicious meal and great conversation. I must admit that Janneke is just as she comes over on her blog, a very warm person, and has a beautiful home. We also got to spend the afternoon talking with her husband Wim and her beautiful daughter Sanne.
Now it is to Sanne that I dedicate my story about how my love for English literature started. It did not start with a book but with a filmed version of a book. As a child, I had started watching PBS television back in Ohio. One day, a film was on Masterpiece Theater called The Mill on the Floss. I was hooked. It was my first brush with these wonderful novels being filmed. I find this George Eliot novel to hold much sentiment for me as a result.
I never did get to ask Sanne if she has read or seen this one? You see we started discussing my love for the Brontes in the kitchen while helping her mother make dinner. The discussion continued at the dinner table after we had finished our meal. We talked about books and films and which version of which novel we preferred.
And so I want to share a photo I took in a manor house in Friesland a while ago which fits so well with a favorite quote from the book "The Mill on the Floss".
Do you have a favorite English literature book and quote?
“Oh, dear, oh, dear, Maggie, what are you thinkin’of, to throw your bonnet down there? Take it
upstairs, there’s a good gell, an’ let your hair be brushed, an’ put your other pinafore on, an’ change your
shoes, do, for shame; an’ come an’ go on with your patchwork, like a little lady.”
“Oh, mother,” said Maggie, in a vehemently cross tone, “I don’t want to do my patchwork.”
“What! not your pretty patchwork, to make a counterpane for your aunt Glegg?”
“It’s foolish work,” said Maggie, with a toss of her mane,—“tearing things to pieces to sew ’em
together again. And I don’t want to do anything for my aunt Glegg. I don’t like her.”
~ Excerpt from Chapter II of The Mill on the Floss