The Three Men in a Boat audiobook is now on chapter 13.
The classic tale of three men in a boat, Jerome, George, Harris, and their accompanying dog Montmorency travelling up the river Thames in a rowing boat at the start of the 20th century.
This audiobook has is little different to the usual projects here, but my sister and I have a strong connection to this physical manuscript, and in so many words asked "Why can't Dr James Gill read his nephew a book a distance? You put him to sleep when in person, so just record the audiobook for him instead!"
Ok, here goes. One of my friends recently told me to have a look at the YouTube videos I had published on Clinical Examinations. Specifically the comments.
Well it appears that there is an audience for more than just my clinical acumen!! Off this my sister suggested that I should record an audiobook, whilst I'm not entirely convinced, I said I'd give it a try. So, this is the introduction of Three Men in a Boat, let's see if they sleep soundly!
This is certainly a test to see if it is worth recording the rest
#ThreeMenInABoat #ASMR #Audiobook
good evening to Harry with every good
wish of the future from Dorothy Shaw
July 1947 given to James 2014 pars
favorite book three men in a boat three
men in a boat to say nothing of the dog
Jerome K Jerome published by Harry Smith
the bibliographical note this book has
been printed many times in various
editions the date of this new edition
which is the 108 impression is July 1946
author's advertisement the world has
been very kind to this book the sales of
the English editions in their various
forms have exceeded a million and a half
in Chicago I was assured many years ago
by an enterprising pirate now retired
that the sales throughout the United
States had exceeded million and although
in consequence of its having been
published before the copyright
convention this has brought me no
material advantage the fame and
popularity it has won me among the
American public is an asset not to be
despised it has been translated into I
think every European language also into
some of those of Asia it has brought me
many thousands of letters from young
folk from old folk from well folk from
sick folk from merry folk and from sad
folk they've come to me from all parts
of the world from men and women of all
countries had these letters have been
the only result I would I should feel
glad that I had written the book I
retain a few blackened pages of one
he sent to me by a young colonial
officer from South Africa they were
taken from the knapsack of a dead
comrade found in Sepang cop so much for
testimonials it remains only to explain
the merits justifying such an
extraordinary success I am quite unable
to do so I have written books that have
appeared to me more clever books that
have appeared to me more humorous but it
is as the author of three men and a vote
to say nothing of the dog that the
public persists in remembering me
certain critics used to suggest that it
was the vulgarity of the book its entire
absence of humor that accounted for its
success with the people but one feels by
this time that such a suggestion does
not solve the riddle bad art may succeed
for time and with a limited public but
it does not go on to extend its circle
through nearly half a century I've come
to the conclusion that be the
explanation what it may I can take
credit to myself for having written this
book that is if I did write it for
really I hardly remember doing so I
remember only feeling very young and
absurdly pleased with myself for reasons
that concern only myself it was
summertime and London is so beautiful in
the summer it lay beneath my window a
fairy City veiled in a golden mist for I
worked in a room high above the chimney
pots and at night the lights shone far
beneath me so that I looked down into an
Aladdin's Cave of jewels it was during
those summer months I wrote this book it
seemed the only thing to do preface to
the first edition the chief beauty of
this book lies not so much in its
literary style or in the extent and
usefulness of the information it conveys
as it's simple truthfulness its pages
form the record of events that really
happened
all that can be done is to color them
and for this there is no extra charge
George and Harris and Montmorency are
not poetic
ideals but things of flesh and but
especially George who wastes about 12
stone other works may Excel this in
depth of thought and knowledge of human
nature other books may rival it in
originality and size but for hopeless
and incurable veracity nothing yet
delivered can surpass it
this more than all its other charms will
it is felt make the volume precious in
the eye of the earnest reader and will
lend additional weight to the lesson
that the story teaches London August
1889