We took a taxi through streets that were still bomb-scarred and desolate, seven years after the war’s end, to a tiny third-floor flat on St. Although I was angry, standing there looking at the plucky young queen’s portrait, I allowed myself to think that my mother was right, and it might be an adventure.īut February in London crushed those hopes. My parents were going to be writing for the BBC under fake names- fake names, when my mother wouldn’t even put yellow food coloring in margarine! We were living like criminals or spies. marshals, locking up the house and packing only the things we could carry. I looked at the picture of the young queen. “And she’s been through a war, and her father’s dead, and “She’s not that much older than you are,” my mother said. I cried on the first airplane I’d ever been on, which should have been exciting, and was exciting-all those tiny buildings below-but I wasn’t going to give my parents the satisfaction of knowing that I was enjoying it.Īt Heathrow Airport in London, there was a framed picture of the brand-new Queen Elizabeth II on the wall. I cried in the taxi all the way to the airport, past the churning oil rigs on La Cienega.
And if I was anything like Katharine Hepburn, it was in the scenes where she’s being a giant pest. I was no witty, patient, adaptable Jane Austen. Is that possible? Read it and find out.It’s safe to say I was not graceful about the move to London. I would describe it as an historical Science fiction adventure fantasy. I loved this novel as it was so original. To tell you any more would ruin it, but just imagine if it was possible to negate the effects of radiation with a potion made from plants. Soviet spies want the Pharmacopoeia and Janie and Ben are caught in a spy action story that ends up at the Soviet testing site of Nova Zemblya. The father has a powerful book called the Pharmacopoeia which contains magic potions that can transfor humans into birds, make people tell the truth and even vanish. She goes to a private English school and comes in contact with Ben, the son of an apothecary or pharmacist in modern lingo.
Into the story comes an American girl Janie whose parents are script writers for a new Britich series on Robin Hood. Set in the era of the early Cold War in the year 1952 when McCarthyism was starting to take root in America and nuclear testing was starting with first the Americans then the Soviets and later the British. This is an original new book about magic aimed at Intermediate junior secondary students with reading ages 12 -15 years.
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