'I really enjoyed her previous book about the borderlands of Eastern Europe, and she is an engaging writer on the Balkans, geography, folklore and now nature writing too. A lot of it was the normal wish -fulfilment for us townies that dream of a rural, simple idyll communing with nature and picking herbs in the morning mist, but that's the demographic. I'm not really doing the author justice, as she undoubtedly knows her stuff and has access to areas through her multilingualism that wouldn't be possible for the vast majority of us. Writing this on the Tuesday after a bank holiday weekend, the first two days of which was spent putting together IKEA furniture for Libby's room ( the wardrobe was bowing in the middle and the only solution I could come up with was to gaffer tape the backboard. it's under a lot of pressure so sooner or later it's going to explode and send leggings and crop tops flying over half of GU21. I slept out on Wheatsheaf Rec on sunday night to guard the marquee before the Grand May Fayre. a job no-one wants apparently, but I rather enjoyed it, maybe will make it an annual event. I got to meet Dangerous Steve too, who showed up in a minivan which somehow contained him and all his bikes, flamethrowers and indian bats.
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