A review by sarahannegibson
A Word Child by Iris Murdoch

5.0

Worth the price of admission just for the gorgeous descriptions of London weather. I mean...

"Fog had swept over London during the night, not one of the thick great fogs, but something more like a sea mist, greyish, not brown, and carrying suspended in its gauzy being cold globules of water which lightly covered the overcoats of early Londoners with a spider's web of moisture which, in the warmth of tube trains and offices, turned the said overcoats into steamed puddings."