That Damned Elusive Cosham

Did I tell you how much Karen and I love to listen to Louise Penny's mysteries? It's part Ms. Penny and part Ralph Cosham, the reader. After much discussion about him, we looked up books he had read in the past. I had to listen to him read The Scarlet Pimpernel. I've link this to the search page for the book because the book is so out of date, reading the reviews isn't much fun. What is fun is all the movies made of the book. I liked the Anthony Andrews one, but Jane Seymour could never act. The Leslie Howard one is pretty good. And there are more.

It's a great swashbuckler, romance, historical drama. No wonder they made so many movies from it. And a musical. Cosham reads it very well. Sir Percey, the Pimpernel, is a very mannered British fop at the time of the French Revolution. Fun to listen to. My favorite memory of the book has always been the poem Sir Percey recites to his guests:

We seek him here, we seek him there,

Those Frenchies seek him everywhere.

Is he in heaven? — Is he in hell?

That damned, elusive Pimpernel

Here is how my garden is growing. Can you see the dandelions I mentioned the other day? The bottom part is just flying getting done. It's so easy when you aren't counting and moving all over the picture to put a drop of red or yellow in a flower.