Feminism, football and festivals.
So far, my #20 Books of Summer progress has being thwarted from all sides. First it was Wimbledon. Then, missing Clare Balding’s daily tennis updates, I tuned in on Tuesday night to watch her documentary ‘When Football Banned Women’ on Channel 4. The program covered the FA’s devastating decision to ban women’s football in 1922, a knock back, which the sport is still reeling from nearly a century on. Despite the righteous indignation I felt, seeing the old footage was such a treat, and it inspired me to pick up my knitting needles once again as the knitted footballer, to cover the Women’s Euros which have just kicked off.
Even if you haven’t the slightest interest in football, I highly recommend watching the documentary just for the jaw-dropping scale of sexism it uncovers, an inequality which unfortunately deeply blights the sport to this day. It’ll have you shaking your fists at the telly, I promise! It did me, then I had to knit one of the strikers, Lily Parr, from Dick, Kerr Ladies team – as you do! I’ve written (vented) about them before – in relation to my reading of Richardson’s Pamela of all things – you can see that here, and you can find a link to the documentary here. )
If that wasn’t distraction enough, as of Monday, I’ll be running knitting workshops at Dance Camp Wales, a local Arts festival, so I’ll be in a field fully immersed in festival mode for the next two weeks. From past experience, I’ll arrive over-loaded with books and good reading intentions but get caught up in the hubbub and return home with barely a page turned. As far as meeting my Summer reading target goes, it feels like all hope is lost. However, a trip to Haverfordwest library earlier in the week might save the day, as it turned up this nice little stash.
After reading The Talented Mr Ripley recently, Patricia Highsmith is my new favourite author so I couldn’t resist this pair, despite the dodgy film adaptation covers.
I really enjoyed Persepolis, so I look forward to reading another of Marjane Satrapi’s graphic novels. I’ve not come across Embroideries but it looks intriguing. I think See Under: Love was the first novel by David Grossman that I read and I’m still stunned by it’s power and poignancy. To the End of the Land was equally good and from the reviews I’ve read, A Horse Walks into a Bar looks like another must-read.
Who knows, maybe with this store of literary gems, I might just forego the festival shenanigans and bury my head in my books for the next fortnight, or at least strike a happy medium!