ANDY EDGEWORTH - Too busy reading books to write one

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THOSE who know me well will tell you I am often to be found with my head in a book.

I love literature and given the time and inclination I would retire to a desert island with as many books as I could carry.

However, upon a recent visit to a friend’s house I went to use the ablutions and on the windowsill discovered a book titled ‘1,001 Books To Read Before You Die.’

Quite a statement I thought and it brought about other questions, such as who is qualified to say such a thing?

How many people would read more than 1,000 books in their lifetime?

As a fairly avid reader I started flicking through and at a rough estimate I have read a meagre 47 of the said 1,001 recommendations.

Despite considering myself fairly well read it is a topic open to serious debate and like music or anything else for that matter, such things should come down to personal taste.

Granted, such a book is a great source of inspiration and may well open people up to revered authors through the ages that may have gone unnoticed in a lifetime.

I was surprised to see included in the list was the novel Castle Rackrent which was penned by an ancestor of mine, Maria Edgeworth.

I shall never forget the amazement when a family member traced our family tree back to the famous author and we all dashed off to buy the historic classic.

Sadly, I found it a load of old codswallop and wouldn’t recommend it to my dog, but again that’s just my view.

There were also some glaring omissions in the list in my humble opinion.

Three Men In A Boat, Trainspotting and The Diving Bell And The Butterfly are just three titles that would be in my top 25, never mind 1,001.

However, such is the beauty of taste and it was certainly an interesting book to get you thinking and stir up debate. Just for the record I didn’t procrastinate all of this in my mate’s toilet – that would just be weird.

One day I plan to pen a novel of my own and hopefully the next edition of said book will have 1,002 books in it – or better still erase my ancestor’s contribution and replace it with my own masterpiece.