by Katherine Rundell
An excess of ancient superstitions, ill-chosen analogies, and needless asides alongside fine facts
Can’t help but try my hand at adding to the collection of maltranslations.
As much as I would like to convey small-town life to you across two hundred pages, I wouldn’t have the barbarity to make you suffer through the garrulousness and sly barbs of provincial conversation. Me, … Read more