Reading Trollope in the Rubble.

Reading Trollope (The Prime Minister) in the wee hours is the best time to savour the skilful pacing and alternation between the world of the righteous lawyer Wharton and the yeoman Fletcher and the vain world of the meretricious meddler Lady Glencora. At the same time in this dimension towns are being rubbelised. Some of those blocks will be cleaned of mortar to be reused for new builds. A survivor child will write that novel that moves between the earnest kibbutz armed socialism - marrying a settler - or having an affair with a Palestinian in Berlin - a newspaper in Tel Aviv covering the story - Scots Jew known as Rabbi Burns and Ali Baba doing stand up in Islington. You see,it’s easy.