just such an example, as looking at it instantly transports me back to my
rounded by tomato plants and the accoutrements of the keen gardener,
I sat and immersed myself in the world of BOND...JAMES BOND
as the magnified heat of the sun beat down upon me.
The book - COLONEL SUN, by ROBERT MARKHAM
(alias KINGSLEY AMIS), was already a few years old by the time
I discovered it in my local RS McCOLL's, but that didn't bother me at
all, if I was even aware of it at the time. Unusually for me, apart from a
couple of scenes, I don't recall much of the story itself ('though I'm sure
it will all come back to me when I read it again), but that day in the
back garden greenhouse is as fresh as if it were only last week.
The copy I used to have was printed circa 1973 or '74, but the
matters, as the cover is exactly the same, which is why I bought it -
to more fully re-experience the memories that resurfaced upon
sight of a thumbnail image of the paperback on eBay.
One day I plan to sit down and re-read it, when I can
devote myself to it uninterrupted. My father's greenhouse and
tomato plants are long-gone (as is he), but some sunny day, I'll put
out a chair on the spot they once occupied and try and recapture that
glorious summer afternoon when I accompanied 007 as he yet again
saved the world - all from the comfort of a red, white and yellow