Who doesn’t love John Crace? The creator of the “digested read” was in Cape Town recently for the Open Book festival; here’s his latest rumination, this time over a Dickens classic:
It was Christmas Eve and I was alone in the nettled churchyard visiting the graves of my parents and their five infant children when a terrible man with a great iron on his leg leapt out in front of me.
“Hold your noise, you little devil,” he cried, “or I will slit your throat. What’s yer name?”