“Some Tame Gazelle” by Barbara Pym (1950)

“The new curate seemed quite a nice young man, but what a pity it was that his combinations showed, tucked carelessly into his socks, when he sat down.”

On a roll as I am with my forgotten authors, I stumble back to 1950 to indulge in the debut novel of Barbara Pym, who dropped in out of fashion within her own lifetime and is only now just getting a resurgence of recognition. If the rest of her books are like this, then I can’t wait for more people to discover her.

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