![]() (page 121)Īlthough they never had enough money they were happy, his mother “possessed an indestructible gaiety which welled up like a thermal spring.” What my father wished for was something quite different, something she could never give him – the protective order of an unimpeachable suburbia, which is what he got in the end. She lived by the easy laws of the hedgerow, loved the world, and made no plans, had a quick holy eye for natural wonders and couldn’t have kept a neat house in her life. His love for his mother permeates the book (his father had left his wife with seven young children): Cider with Rosie covers his childhood years and it is absolutely fascinating. He was born in Stroud (another place we visited) and moved to Slad when he was three in 1917. Knowing what a place looks like makes reading about it much more real and so when I finally read Cider with Rosie I could easily visualise what it was like when Laurie Lee lived there as a child. ![]() ![]() We dropped into the Woolpack for a drink and had a look at the church. It’s one of those books that I’ve been meaning to read for years. The in 2007 D and I had a holiday in a cottage at Wick Street near Painswick and one day we walked from the cottage to Slad where Laurie Lee used to live. Cider with Rosie by Laurie Lee was one of the best books I read last year. ![]()
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