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By Dirk Bogarde

Employing either the language and lucidity of the younger boy that he conjures up, the actor grew to become writer, Dirk Bogarde, offers us with a captivating recollection of his formative years. From 1927 to 1934 he lived in a distant cottage within the Sussex Downs along with his sister Elizabeth and their strict yet loving nanny, Lally. For the kids it used to be an idyllic time of pleasure and experience: of gleaning on the finish of summer time, of oil lamps and wells, of harvests and harvest mice within the nice Meadow.

With nice sensitivity and poignancy, this memoir captures the sounds and scents, the affection and gentleness that surrounded the younger boy because the outdoor international ready to visit war.

First released in 1992, this is often one in all Bogarde's latter memoirs.

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