Название: Kandahar Cockney: A Tale of Two Worlds
Автор: James Fergusson
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Биографии и Мемуары
isbn: 9780007405275
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Kandahar Cockney
A Tale of Two Worlds
James Fergusson
From the reviews of Kandahar Cockney:
‘Funny, pacy, illuminating…it really is as good as everyone’s saying. I recommend it hugely’
JAMES DELINGPOLE, Mail on Sunday
‘Fergusson’s sensitivity to his themes and the congruity of prose and dialogue give Kandabar Cockney the flavour of a novel…a richly entertaining, artful slice of journalism that turns a potentially miserable subject into a penetrating comedy of cultural values’
WILL COHU, Daily Telegraph
‘A unique journey into the terrifying life of an asylum seeker in London…God knows, we need writers and such books to describe the desperate dispossessed who crawl to this island…a cracking story; his writing is clear and intimate’
YASMIN ALIBHAI-BROWN, Independent
‘Tender and entertaining, Kandahar Cockney manages to span some of the great divides of our age – between migrant and native, the developed and developing world, Islam and the West’
PHILIP MARSDEN, TLS
‘First-class…Fergusson always notices the right things, and describes them in a way that leaves a reviewer thinking “I wish I’d written that”’
MATTHEW LEEMING, Literary Review
‘A book which should be read by anyone who wants to know the meaning of modern exile’
SUSANNAH HERBERT, Sunday Telegraph
‘A moving and intelligent book. Culture-clash is an old theme: but few people have done it better, and fewer have taken such trouble to explore their own cities in order to find it’
Economist
TO OUR PARENTS
Table of Contents
Prologue The Old Bailey, Winter 2002
5 September 2001–September 2002
Profile of James Fergusson Alex Linklater
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The account that follows is a true story. However, although Mir supported this project from the start, he has also always wished to remain anonymous. For this and other reasons, including legal ones, names and some details have been changed.
Prologue The Old Bailey, Winter 2002
The jury hadn’t deliberated for long enough. It was barely two hours since the judge had finished his summing-up and the court had risen for the lunchtime recess. The case was complex and serious. Surely they couldn’t have reached a verdict already? They had barely had time to digest their jury-room sandwiches. Lenora, the defence barrister, thought the Tannoy recall to the courtroom was probably due to some technical question they wanted to put to the judge. I’d had a chance to study the jurors over the previous week, and they СКАЧАТЬ