by ALEXANDER SOLZHENITSYN ' Shukhov looked up at the sky and gasped: it was clear that the sun had climbed almost to the dinner-hour. Wonder of wonders! How time flew when you were work. ing! The days rolled by in the camp - they were over before you could say " knife ". But the years, they never rolled by: they never moved a second.'
In the first of seven readings related to the preceding Bookshelf programme, Tom Courtenay reads the Nobel Laureate's stark description of life in one of Stalin's Siberian labour camps-a description which shocked the world when It was first published. Producer JOHN KNIGHT