The book gave me a lot of inputs about Ireland and the Irish.
I have heard much about "Angela's Ashes" even before I heard that it was also a book by Frank. I never got the chance to see the book when I was out of the country.
But I managed to get this book from a sale in one of our local bookshops. To tell you honestly, I was surprised to see the book there at all. I couldn't put it down even though I know that I didn't have a budget for books this month. But it was such a good price that I couldn't resist.
By Frank McCourt
Type of Cover: Trade Paperback
ISBN: ISBN 0-684-84267-X
Purchase Date: October 2010
Place: Pandayan Bookshop, Philippines
The smoking brought on Nora's cough and she told Mam the fags would kill her in the end, that there was a touch of consumption in her family and no one lived to a ripe old age, though who would want to in Limerick, a place where you could look around and the first thing you noticed was a scarcity of gray hairs, all the gray hairs either in the graveyard or across the Atlantic working on railroads or sauntering around in police uniforms.
You're lucky, missus, that you saw a bit of the world. Oh, God, I'd given anything to see a glimpse of New York, people dancing up and down Broadway without a care. No, I had to go and fall for a boozer with the charm, Peter Molloy, a champion pint drinker that had me up the pole and up the aisle when I was barely seventeen. I was ignorant, missus.