` Oh Norman, ` said the Queen, `the prime minister doesn`t seem to have read any Hardy. Perhaps you could find him one of our old paperbacks on his way out.` Had the dogs not taken exception to the strange van parked in the royal grounds, the Queen might never have learnt of the Westminster travelling library`s weekly visits to the palace. But finding herself at its steps, she goes up to apologise for all the yapping & ends up taking out a novel by Ivy Compton-Burnett, last borrowed in 1989. Duff read though it proves to be, upbringing demands she finish it &, so as not to appear rude, she withdraws another. This second, more fortunate choice of book awakens in Her Majesty a passion for reading so great that her public duties begin to suffer. & so, as she devours work by everyone from Hardy to Brookner to Proust to Samuel Beckett, her equerries conspire to bring the Queen`s literary odyssey to a close. Subversive & highly enjoyable, The Uncommon Reader offers the perfect argument for reading, written by one of its great champions, Alan Bennett.