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Day
By: A. L. Kennedy , Shaun WhitesideeBook Publisher: Random House
Imprint: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
Format: ePub Encrypted (DRM)
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Alfie Day, RAF airman and former World War II POW, never expected to survive the war. Now, five years later and more alone than ever, Alfie finds himself drawn to unearth those strange, passionate days by working as an extra on a POW film. What he will discover on the set about himself, his loves and the world around him will make the war itself look simple.
Funny and moving, wise and sad, Day is a truly original look at the intensity and courage to be found in the closeness of death, from one of Britain's most iconoclastic and highly acclaimed young writers.
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| Title of eBook: Day | |
| Release Date: 01-08-2008 | |
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| Publisher: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group |
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| Parent title | Day |
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| Encrypted (DRM) | Yes |
| SKU | 9780307268679 |
| File size | 304 |
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Day
Chapter One
Alfred was growing a moustache.An untrained observer might think he was idling, at a loose end in the countryside, but this wasn't the case. In fact, he was concentrating, thinking his way through every bristle, making sure they would align and be all right.
His progress so far was quite impressive: a respectable growth which already suggested reliability and calm. There were disadvantages to him, certain defects: the shortness, inelegant hands, possible thinning at his crown, habit of swallowing words before they could leave him, habit of looking mainly at the ground-and those few extra pounds at his waist, a lack of condition-but he wasn't so terribly ugly, not such a bad lot.
Mainly his problem was tiredness-or more an irritation with his tiredness-or more a tiredness that was caused by his irritation-or possibly both. He could no longer tell.
It wasn't that he was awkward, or peculiar, quite the reverse: he was biddable and sensible and ordinary, nothing more: but even an ordinary person could sometimes have enough and get browned off and, for example, want to be offered, every now and then, a choice.
That was only reasonable, wasn't it? A man had to imagine he'd got a chance at freedom, a bit of space. The interval between alternatives, that gave you space. But sometimes you would consider yourself and all you could see were obstructions and you'd be amazed that you ever were able to leave your house-your bed, never mind your house. You'd look in the mirror some mornings and wonder why it didn't show; the way most of you was always yelling to get out.
Moustache or no moustache, that wouldn't change.
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