This is a sweet memoir of a childhood in 1940-50s England, from this prize winning biographer. Because of my own experiences growing up in the UK, albeit 15 years later, it is interesting to me.

This book is really a memorial to his eccentric father - his father's "eccentricities" being prescient when you consider the present day eco-movement. He was a vegetarian, a conscientious objector and a nature lover. He was also deeply spiritual.

I enjoyed this memoir, and it was a nostalgic read. However, Americans may not identify with the culture so it may not appeal to all. ( )