Ross McKibbin has always been at his best rummaging around in the bars, betting shops and back alleys of British life that other historians find a little infra dig. Some might find his dissection of working-class life between the world wars too dry and lacking in imaginative sympathy, but on the other hand the sheer weight of evidence he amasses is impressive. He even finds space to suggest that the British film industry was better than Hollywood (what was so bad about "Mrs Miniver", if you please?). The major drawback of this book, actually, is that it has no pictures. Surely a social history of a period like this is simply crying out to have pages and pages of illustrations.