Description

‘Our dog, Jack, was anti-clerical …but my father clung to the theory that the dog simply detested the colour black…’ Hugh Leonard’s delightful autobiographical evocation of his Dublin childhood in the thirties and forties is like an Irish ‘Cider with Rosie’ – crammed with people and conversations, rich in poetry, full of love, laughter and rare pleasures.This title captures the poetry and drama of a child’s experience of Dublin in the 1930s and 1940s and presents recollections recounted with humour and insight.

Publisher Review

* 'Entrancing ... the playwright author's gift of language and apparently total recall makes his account of growing up in the thirties and forties absolutely irresistible' Sunday Telegraph * 'He has the simplicity and genius of Dylan Thomas and Brendan Behan ... If you want to look at the South Dublin working class of the thirties and forties, here it is - a childhood that anyone would envy' The Times *