In January 2006, a month or two after my father died, I thought I saw him again - a momentary impression of an old man, a little stooped, setting off for a walk in his characteristic fawn corduroys and shabby quilted jacket. After teenage rifts it was walking that brought us closer as father and son; and this 'ghost' of Dad has been walking at my elbow since his death, as I have ruminated on his great love of walking, his prodigious need to do it - and how and why I walk myself. The January Man is the story of a year of walks that was inspired by a song, Dave...
In January 2006, a month or two after my father died, I thought I saw him again - a momentary impression of an old man, a little stooped, setting o...
75 years on from the end of the second world war, a unique collection from veteran Commonwealth voices who tell how the war changed their lives irreversibly and blew the British Empire apart. 'Vivid reading' Telegraph
75 years on from the end of the second world war, a unique collection from veteran Commonwealth voices who tell how the war changed their lives irreve...
