This autobiographical volume describes the author's departure from Stroud, his walk to London, and his months in Spain on the eve of the Spanish Civil War. His other works include "A Moment of War" and "Cider With Rosie".

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Ah, en överraskning väntade i brevlådan när jag kom hem idag (tillsammans med en kompis)! Tusen tack!

A very charming little book about a, seemingly, easier and more innocent life life than today. At the same time you, as a reader, knows that there is a storm rising at the horizon - a storm you cannot yet see.

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Tack! Jag gillar Lee, Cider with Rosie var jättebra.

2022-01-22
This book has been lost in the TBR-heap for a long time, but finally I´ve read it and I thought it was a really nice read. The novel both made me want to go to Spain and read more by Lee, He had a way with words I really enjoy and he has got good stories to tell.

This copy is frail and I will have to pass it on carefully. Sorry I´ve kept it for so long.

Sending this book on Valentine´s Day and wishing it some love. It´s a fragile copy, but still readable.

Arrived safely. Many thanks for sharing I look forward to reading it.

“I felt it was for this I had come: to wake at dawn on a hillside and look out on a world for which I had no words, to start at the beginning, speechless and without plan, in a place that still had no memories for me.”

What raises this above the level of an ordinary travelogue is Lee's unique and deceptively simple yet poetic language, virtually every other page seemed to contain a beautiful turn of phrase: “Stepping in from the torrid street, you met a band of cool air like fruit-peel pressed to your brow.” But it would also only fair to remember that this book wasn’t published until 1969 so some 30+ years after the actual events took place. No doubt some of the conversations and events are re-imagined recollections and there is also an element of rose-tinted glasses about it. All the same its a beautiful piece of writing that although dated shouts out to be read.

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Enjoy!

I frequently visit Laurie Lee's erstwhile local pub, the Woolpack in Slad. I read this book as a teenager, spent many years in Spain, and now it's time to enjoy it again