Ohhh, it’s THAT book.

I am nearing the end of Nicholas Nickleby and so have been rooting through my set of Dickens to find the next installment for the Dickens Challenge.

My first requirement was that it be one of the novels that comes as a single volume, as many of the books I’ve read recently have been very hefty in the page department, so something in the 500 range would be good.

I took a couple of books down, and was trying to decide between Hard Times and A Tale of Two Cities, when I opened the latter and read the first paragraph. It took me back episodes of both The Golden Girls and the Simpsons, and countless other references.

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.”

It will be nice to know the deeper context behind that mother of all opening sentences. It’s bound to come up in a quiz one day.

Anything to do with the  French revolution promises to be action-packed, and a tad dangerous. I hope everyone is up to date with their tetanus boosters.


a tale of two cities