It's all mid-century/middlebrow here at the moment and I've just finished Brightness by Elizabeth Jenkins (1963). Looking at the Amazon prices now, I see that my 25p bargain really was a bargain - but it turned out to be rather gloomy, definitely my least favourite of all of her books that I've read, although readers of a more religious bent than I might find some hope of redemption in the ending. It reminded me slightly of Marghanita Laski's The Village in its description of post-war changing values in a small community; but it is a bit preachy - not what I expected of EJ - and heavens, what retribution she wreaked on that poor girl for enjoying a good time and being no better than she oughter be! Darlene got on with rather better than I did and her review is here.