‘It was the best of times…’

I didn’t warm to Charles Dickens. No offence, Mr Dickens. Finer literary minds tell me you’re one of our greatest authors, but I was forced to study A Tale of Two Cities at age 15 when I wanted to be devouring works by Mary Shelley and the Brontës instead. That doesn’t mean that parts ofContinue reading “‘It was the best of times…’”