Monthly Archives: March 2020

Bye Enn

When I read about Birgitta Dahl wanting to donate her books, I suspected the worst. Apparently every wall in the seven rooms in her flat were full of books, with no more space anywhere.

It was the fact that it was her flat that made me investigate. I’ve been reading her husband Enn Kokk’s blog for years, but as with most blogs these days I have less and less time to follow them. I would check in every now and then to see that ‘he was still alive and blogging.’ Until this week when I belatedly discovered Enn died last summer.

I first came across him when googling Lisa Tetzner’s books in Swedish, and found he was a fellow fan with an equal wish to find more of Tetzner’s books. He was very helpful in suggesting where I might look. It’s the kind of thing I always liked about the blogging community; how almost perfect strangers would spend time being helpful to others.

I didn’t know anything about him at the time; in fact I wasn’t sure if he was a man or a woman, as his Estonian name didn’t provide any clues. If I’d remained in Sweden, I might have known more about him. He was politically active, and his wife Birgitta was the Speaker in Parliament for many years.

It was simply nice to read about their lives, Enn’s thoughts on various things, and how he wrote up the music crossword on the radio every Saturday.

And if it’s any help, Birgitta, I’ll happily take the Lisa Tetzner books off your hands. Though I suppose those 15 000 volumes are better off together, somewhere.

A book for World Book Day?

Not being blessed with school age children, I tend to overlook the advent of World Book Day (UK version). Some time later this week, I understand?

We always used to take part, because you don’t want to disappoint your child, and – even more – you don’t want to be told off by school staff for not entering into the spirit of the thing. But you can [try to] make do with clothes you already own, and go more for dressing up as a book character that you can find the right stuff for, than your child’s most favourite character, unless they are the same.

So, Son as the Mad Hatter wore the same jacket Daughter as Hermione Granger did some years later.

A few days ago my Hermione Granger pointed me in the direction of a picture on social media, which suggested that with so many children owning no books at all, then surely it would be better to spend any money you have on a book for your child, rather than a ready-made literary outfit?

Yes, surely???

Dina’s legacy

I’ve written much about the effect Dina Rabinovitch has had on me over the years. The friendships ’caused’ by reading her blog. People who’ve hung around years after Dina died.

It seems she’s not done yet. Where I have enjoyed getting to know someone ‘my age,’  Daughter got to know her daughter, more than ten years ago. And now this lovely girl has been extremely kind and helpful during what has been a trying couple of weeks.

Besides, you can’t watch too many puppy video clips.