While I am aware of the
TV adaptation of these novels I have never actually watched them –
they are one of those cultural phenomena that you have acquired by
osmosis rather than active participation.
Reading this directly
upon finishing Archbishop it was clear that this was one of the
novels that was buried within Guinness's voluminous work – her
Archbishop of York is Dobbs's Urguhart. Unfortunately the close
comparison did nothing to flatter Guinness.
Setting that aside, the
drama of the tale takes you along, and I think post phone hacking and
expenses scandals the scenario is both as relevant and as believable
as ever. That it holds up 25 years after publication is a credit to
Dobbs.
Awaiting delivery of
the sequel...
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