Previously published as The Imperfect Tense 'When I was young the war started. When I was young my father was a soldier. When I was young I moved to the country. When I was young I went to France and fell in love' 1950 Eleanor is sixteen when she goes to the Loire Valley on a French Exchange. But the beauty of her surroundings are at odds with the family who live there. It is a family torn apart by the memories of the German occupation, and buckling under the burden of the dark secrets they keep. Etienne, the dark and brooding owner is friendly, but his wife Mathilde's malicious behaviour overshadows Eleanor's days. As the secrets reveal themselves one by one, Eleanor begins to understand the terrible legacy of war, and when death comes to the vineyard, she learns the redemptive power of love.
Portrays the family life and simple pleasures of a girl growing up in a small mountain town.
Mary Cantwell arrived in Manhattan one summer in the early 1950s with eighty dollars, a portable typewriter, a wardrobe of unsuitable clothes, a copy of The Poems of Gerard Manley Hopkins, a boyfriend she was worried might be involved with ...
For over 300 years, generations of the family in this book have been passing on their memories. Only one small wooden doll has been around to see it all.
In this evocative unflinching book Cantwell recalls the city she knew then by revisiting five apartments in which she lived.
Biography of noted Australian blues musician Matt Taylor, covering his eventful life in the world of Australian rock music since the 1960s.
I always preferred young women for my lovers – the younger the better, ididn't care. With some of them i wasold enough tobe their mother – grandmother even! Angela wasoneof those young ones. When i first saw her she was too young to ...
When I was just a little younger Just getting in my teens My mama sat me in a corner And told me about the birds and the bees. She said, “Child, you never listened to your mama before But you better listen this time for sho.
It was a child's paradise for days . Slowly things returned to normal although it was very cold at night . Then we had another big snowfall , which , on top of the ice , was extremely dangerous . School was closed because everything was ...
That was the hangout for mostly everybody especially us younger people. He made great malts and delicious sandwiches. It was a meet-and-greet type of a hangout. I can almost envision the whole place and day right now.
I remember Mum and Dad taking me there when I was much younger and putting the fear of God into me by telling me about a young boy that had drowned by climbing over the railings and falling into the river.