He is often killingly funny, more so even than in the novels, as in his description of taking his son and friends out on a picnic from Eton; “What I suffered for fear those boys should get drunk – the struggles I underwent in a contest of feeling between hospitality and prudence – must ever remain untold . . . . They were very good, however. The speech of one became thick, and his eyes too like the lobster’s to be comfortable, but only temporarily”.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
"Eyes too like the lobster's"
At the TLS, Claire Harman on Jenny Hartley's new one-volume selection of Dickens' letters: