As we are hovering on the brinks of winter now, one of the few things one can be looking forward to these days is to get out your thick-walled mug, fill it up with a hot drink, get into a comfy armchair and cover yourself with a warm blanket. Once you are this snug as a bug in a rug, almost literally so, you might only miss a book like D.H.Lawrence's The Rainbow.

Don't expect to meet a lot of action but be prepared to enjoy the fine description of human behaviour observed by an amazingly shrewd mind. Based on the actual history of the book, the story was, how shall I say it, less than quietly neglected by the public back then. Now that I am halfway through reading it, I can see why all that had happened before S. Freud went much farther than D.H.Lawrence had done, just some years later. The Rainbow offers the exploration of the development of all kinds of emotions depicted through the ever so popular storytellig form of the 20th century, the history of generations of a family. A reliable, old-fashioned fiction that will not disappoint - recommended.