An Angels Passing

Two investigations running simultaneously. Both investigations are set in Portsmouth describing the environment and lifestyle of both the middle class as pertaining to the death of the fourteen year old girl, and the criminal class surrounding the events of the murder. The author takes you through the emotion and intricacies of family life, and the tangle of criminal relationships.

Not to mention the emotion and life of the investigating officers. I enjoyed this read, visualising the environment Two investigations running simultaneously. I enjoyed this read, visualising the environment, and living life through these characters. Nov 21, Gary Van Cott rated it liked it. I did not like this book as much as the previous two. One thing I did like is that it is told entirely from the point of view of detectives although it switches from person to person rapidly throughout.

It did tend to get a bit tedious in parts and at bit preachy. I would like to see the female detectives with a larger role. I also don't understand why Faraday's deaf son doesn't appear I did not like this book as much as the previous two. I also don't understand why Faraday's deaf son doesn't appear to have any marketable skills. Nov 09, Spuddie rated it really liked it. Another interesting entry in this British police procedural series set in and around Portsmouth.

DI Joe Faraday, once again being sought for promotion, is too busy investigating the death of a teenage girl who may or may not have thrown herself off the roof to even consider it. Meanwhile some of his team are seconded to Major Crimes to work on a hanging death. Faraday's personal life is also in an uproar and he tries to deal with that as well. As usual, quite a page turner, with a good balance of Another interesting entry in this British police procedural series set in and around Portsmouth.

As usual, quite a page turner, with a good balance of the police cases and personal details of the various characters. I thoroughly enjoyed this book. Unlike most crime novels, this one focused solely on the police and the work they do to solve a crime, even when resources are slim and the crime isn't a crime. Getting an insight into the home life of Farraday, his deaf son and his errant girlfriend added colour to what might otherwise have been a dull recounting of everyday police work but really, there was noth I thoroughly enjoyed this book.

Getting an insight into the home life of Farraday, his deaf son and his errant girlfriend added colour to what might otherwise have been a dull recounting of everyday police work but really, there was nothing everyday about this book. Well worth reading and full of enjoyment The more I read of Graham Hurley the more I like and admire his workmanlike style. I began reading detective fiction in order to find ut how to do it; many writers' styles are sufficiently idiosyncratic and far superior to anything I could attempt so as to be thoroughly enjoyable to read but beyond me to emulate.

Which is not to say Graham Hurley lacks at all, just that I could far more easily learn from him. And with each succeeding book in the series his characters become more The more I read of Graham Hurley the more I like and admire his workmanlike style. And with each succeeding book in the series his characters become more rounded. Oct 26, Yvette rated it liked it. I found it difficult to rate this book, I hesitated between 2 or 3 stars. It's well written, the characters are realistic, the story is ok and plausible. But I also like crime novels to be real whodunits, in this case the 2-pronged investigation being linked in the last pages was too much of a deus ex machina..

Also, I've seen the story described as gritty, but I'd rather describe it as grimy Excellent read, the police procedural element and politics are brilliantly crafted. Faraday tries hard to balance the job with politics with his personal life and at times you feel his angst trying to do the right thing. Aug 12, Julia rated it really liked it. Gritty, convincing story of detectives and villains set as usual in Portsmouth, with excellent plotting and characters.

Graham Hurley is my favourite crime writer at the moment and I'm moving straight on to another of his. Jun 19, Denise Hartman rated it liked it. If you like grim, gritty British police procedurals, you'll really like this book. The main character Farraday is a good accompaniment to the police work. Hurley is a good solid writer. The only reason it's not more stars is my personal taste, a little dark for where I'm at right now. Feb 18, Aileen rated it really liked it.

A good crime story set in Portsmouth, what induced a 14 year old girl to jump from the top of a 23 storey block, and what part did a 10 year old boy play in it? Add in a few of the local villains appearing to be murdering each other, and the police are overstretched. Feb 02, Kate rated it really liked it Recommends it for: Very good--these mysteries rankle the traditionalist in me just a bit, as Detective Winter works waaay on the edges of the law. But Farday and company always seem to be involved in very interesting, complex mysteries It seems the darker these books get as the series progresses the more I'm gripped.

Nov 06, Christine rated it really liked it. I know Portsmouth and identified everywhere! Like Rebus, but it's Portsmouth not Edinburgh Great, gritty detective fiction. Faraway is a great lead character - with a tragic past. Can't wait to read the next one Sep 24, Myrna rated it really liked it. May 02, Jo rated it really liked it. Two stories intertwine as Faraday and Winter follow separate enquiries. I'm beginning to like Winter more and more.

Jun 27, Andrea Susan rated it really liked it Shelves: Great fast paced procedural police crime novel. Jan 26, Rebecca Wilson rated it really liked it. The plot is good, the ending is ok but the style of writing did not do the story justice. I had to force myself to keep reading it. Some readers might love it, I found it a bit boring though. Feb 19, Pam marked it as to-read Shelves: Excellent Excellent still Iove where these stories are based. I can always picture where the locations are. I liked the storyline. Dec 26, Roxane rated it really liked it Shelves: The third book in the DI Joe Faraday series and he is back on track.

Anna rated it really liked it Sep 29, Chi rated it liked it May 27, There are no discussion topics on this book yet. His seaside childhood was punctuated by football, swimming, afternoons on the dodgems, run-ins with the police, multiple raids on the local library - plus near-total immersion in English post-war movies. It seems to have been more common in Europe, with other phrases used here.

The Christmas season is so beautiful. I hope your season is beautiful, and that your angel keeps close watch over you! Weighty post needed these days. I remember living in Bellaire when was built and the continuous noise disturbed everyone — what would they think now?

Nice to think they would try. Comet — experts out on whether nucleus remains…may take a while to know…another celestial sight or slight. Of course, I first moved into the Medical Center in — what a difference forty years makes! This is such a quiet entry befitting the beginning of our Advent season. The things I enjoy about your site, are the quiet impact of your words, the cohesion of your reflection, and the sensitivity in thought in so many comments, yours and others. I enjoy coming here to block out and escape from things raucous or noisy, literally or figuratively.

Thank you for capturing the stillness of Advent today. We arrived at noon and stayed until close to midnight. Goodness, with that much time together you might think there would be more than just a few lulls in the conversation. However, my brother had created a slide show on a flat screen on the wall of family photos, past and present including not only family members but places where we have traveled. I am so grateful for his effort as I heard the younger ones comment and ask about so-and-so.

There may have been lulls, but the visual thread was quietly present. He acted shyer than she expected, often pausing thoughtfully before speaking. I did laugh when I read it. The need for silence — for reflection, for creative work, for a blessed relief from the blathering of the larger world — always is real, but this time of year, it seems especially important. Your Thanksgiving experience sounds wonderful. He moved your family along the road of remembrance rather nicely, and did it in a smart way — appealing to the younger ones.

Here are two associations:. But I love all the wild and random thoughts bringing Elijah into the conversation evoked. As I mentioned to Allen, it would be interesting to explore the history of these sayings with an eye to Old Testament roots. For the first time I enjoyed reading something about John Cage. Of course, sudden, unexpected and inexplicable silences are one thing, and quite different from his structured silences.

His foray into the utterly soundproofed room reminded me of my own trip to Stonehenge. I rather prefer Stonehenge, and the surprises it brought. Thank you for the gentle nudge as we enter the Advent season. These folks sayings are interesting — they take so many forms and often seem linked to specific cultures. And as for the Christmas season experience as a Christian, I find that I can easily block out most of the relentlessly commercial aspects.

Being in a self-imposed media blackout does have its benefits. But it still takes effort to have those quiet moments for reflection, for marveling, for truly appreciating. No bathrobes and tinsel halos there, but I suspect there are plenty of beaming parents. It is amazing how much can be blocked out, and so easily. Every knows perfectly well how to turn out the more obnoxious aspects of the season.

My department had gathered for a birthday breakfast and everyone was chatting until a 30 second pause in the conversation. It was fun to be reminded of this post and count the moment as the passing of an angel. You can do it! Only a couple of sounds give me trouble. And it delights me that you considered the angel as a possible explanation.

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Thanks for the inspiring post. That first Christmas came after years of silence. The most important message is delivered in a still, small voice. How we need peace and quiet, especially now. Your mention of the silence of the manger reminded me of that lovely video you posted — was it last year? The musical accompaniment is perfect, and a reminder that peace and quiet sometimes can be heightened by sound.

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If only we could fully grasp those words! Glad you remember that Kurelek clip. Can you believe that!? A week to read and write. You have a wonderful week! Can you believe that, at work today, I had to change from corduroy and a sweatshirt to a cotton shirt and capris, or that by the mid-afternoon I was barefooted?

Loved the carol, Linda. I usually call a drop in conversation an awkward silence. The Alexandria Quartet was the first serious set of books I ever read. I was in high school at the time. There was a small bookstore in Placerville and the owner, an elderly man, had become something of a mentor to me. I picked up Justine one afternoon and asked if he would recommend it.

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You might say an angel flew through the room or maybe it was just an awkward silence. I even think you might like it. The books absolutely transported me to another world. Last fall when I travelled through the Greek islands I carried a travel book that Durrell had written 40 or so years ago.

He had spent several years on Corfu and that is where Justine started. I felt like I had reentered his world. My experience was the same, Curt. I came to Durrell in Sierra Leone. I started chatting with a fellow who suggested that, while Greene was just fine, I really needed to check out Durrell. They were kind enough to let me carry the book back to Phebe, and that was the beginning. Eventually I had all four volumes, and started over, in order. I need to dig into that a bit.

I picked that up a few months ago for winter reading. I suspect having the book with you in Greece would rank right up there with reading Graham Greene at the City Hotel. Now you are making me want to reread the Quartet, Linda. Then I can reconnect with Cavafy. I like it… writing as reordering and reworking reality. What a wonderful, sweet writing! Seriously — those hikes of yours, the time you spend in solitude in nature, has to be refreshing and nurturing. At an ever increasing frequency, as I grow older, I appreciate silence more and more.

Perhaps angels do indeed have something to do with that. Wind in the trees. A baby crying from another apartment. What a lovely post do I say that every time? On Facebook the other day one of the Episcopal groups I follow posted the following:. It made me laugh — but it does seem to be true. I like the thought of embracing the angel in the room. Linda, I have learned much from your writing tonight. I do believe in angels. If the notions and belief are true about silence then I am surrounded up on the mountain. I have never lived in a place that was so quiet most of the day long.

I look forward to being wrapped in it when we finally move there. An occasional dog barking, a tractor now and again, but mostly silence and wind in the trees. I just experimented, uploading an image into a draft through the image gallery. The silence of the country is one of its best qualities. When I used to spend time up at The Place, it was amazing what could be heard on a still day. We could sit there and figure out what was going on for miles, just by the sounds — a chainsaw starting up to the south, dogs baying to the east.

A beautiful carol, thank you. Somehow I think you may enjoy it.

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I can find myself especially irritated by the commercial enterprises that re-write lovely Christmas songs to push their pizza or perfume or whatever, but I keep the irritation under control by just switching the dial. This is just wonderful, Linda. Thank you so much. I too love the season of Advent. I read it in its entirety over a rather fraught summer in The purpose of the job was to raise funds to supplement my upcoming post-graduate course. There were two of us stewardesses — and thirty-nine sailors. I think for many of us, it ranks right up there near the top of the heap, certainly as far as literary experiences go and perhaps even beyond that.

Very interesting, in any event. I did some poking around and among other things I surfaced the Flickr page for the Scottish Maritime Museum. I did find the Hebridean Princess and some luxury Hebridean cruises. Hi Linda Yes, my job was roughly equivalent. Worst day of my entire life…. So it was passenger and vehicle transportation, mostly. The sailors were there, supposedly, do do all the hard manual work, navigating etc. If I were to tell you some of what used to go on behind the scenes, you might not be so keen on Santa bringing you a cruise….

Clearly, you earned your money. Besides, the story-telling helps us get over the trauma! Your posts are always so wonderfully rich. The subjects of this one would supply the material for at least several evenings of pleasant post-supper talks punctuated of course by odd silences every 20 minutes or so. Those pauses are sort of a running joke in our family.

Years ago our son told us that it has been proven that in any group conversation, every 20 minutes or so this awkward break occurs. He just told us it happens. And of course after he told us about it, then we began to notice it. Usually when it happens now we just all break out laughing and credit our son Will for being the cause of it.

Yet another beautifully written post Linda. Your blog is one of the things that makes the internet worthwhile. Other examples are lightning bugs and crickets. Now that I think about it, those pauses in cricket chirping have been picked up as a common metaphor for conversational pauses. I suppose that suggests I believe in angels but not ghosts — a fairly interesting conversational topic in its own right.

In blogging as in cooking, a long, slow simmer seems to lead to a richer result. What a beautiful Serbian Christmas song! The language itself sounds beautiful too. I found a possible meaning to this expression, at least in French. In a religious boarding school for girls, there was constant chatter between them. There were other meanings but I like this one. It can be an embarrassing moment but it is certainly one that makes you conscious of the value of silence in a busy environment.

Very interesting post for this Season. It makes a good bit of sense. I can well understand the Sisters thinking silence among them could only be a miracle. I do think the primary reason I miss heavy snows around Christmastide is because of the increased silence snow brings. It always was magical to see the colored lights reflecting on snow, or go to the city center and see everything transformed. Clearly, I need to survey of my archives, to find the broken links. I was happy to find a substitution for the song that was missing. You are commenting using your WordPress. You are commenting using your Twitter account.

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed. Skip to content Arrayed across the page, the words evoke memories, pluck at threads of emotion as though determined to unravel their mystery. If you do not believe in the ginn, you have only to look at the heavens for proof.

I made a note of all the proverbs I heard in these talks, for all conversation in the East is enriched with unending proverbs, as with a wonderful power of expression in poetic form and idiom. These little habits are extremely taking. There are times when silence seems to be sacred, even unaccountably so. A feeling is in us that to speak would be almost a sacrilege, though we are unable to account in any way for the pause. I do not believe it. You are at a party, everyone is talking in small groups. The din is notable, and people speak up to talk over it.

About every 20 minutes… the din drops dramatically for about 30 seconds to the point where it is noticed by everyone, Then, it picks up again.

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Share Google Email Twitter Facebook. I think I shall print it out. Christmas in the country is the best. Ruth, Thank you, so much. Debbie, I never heard about angels passing until I went overseas. You tell a timely and interesting tale! Maria, I remember your posts about your presepe. Just that first star. Bella Rum, Of course I thought about you when I was writing this one, especially after reading your post. Happy to have added to your Durrell knowledge!

Thanks for sharing the song. Jeanie, I thought of you when I was researching this, wondering if the group you shared angel-making with ever had heard the saying. Steve, Since this was a blog entry and not a scholarly article, I had to limit things a bit. In any event — a blessed Advent to you. Thanks for your thoughtful post. I had heard that expression once before many years ago. Jim, I just watched the latest video over on SpaceWeather.