Apologies everyone - we have had a big week with a 90th birthday party and family staying here, so I was trying to do things in and between entertainment of guests etc.
Right - back to the book itself! You can tell straight away that Laurie Lee was a poet, can't you. I loved this description of the cottage on the day of the family's arrival, when his mother was bringing in:
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Flowers from the garden, daisies from the bank, cow-parsley, grasses, ferns, and leaves - they flowed in armfuls through the cottage door until its dim interior seemed entirely possessed by the world outside - a still green pool flooding with honeyed tides of summer.
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