Barbara and Harold Rhodes come to France for a four month long holiday shortly after the 2nd World War, while the country is gradually getting back on its feet. The young couple are well disposed, inquisitive and they relish the French countryside, the evidence of history, their encounters with people. The descriptions of Paris streets, nooks, restaurants, book-shops, theatre outings are sensuous, alive, nostalgic. We see France and the French through the couple's sense of anticipation, misunderstanding, the push and pull of feeling accepted and warmly welcomed to feeling ousted or ignored. This is not an action book, it really follows their travels and attachments. The drama and interest are in the marvellous characterisations and relationships with the people they meet along the way, especially those at Mme Vienot's guest house (the Chateau Beaumesnil at Touraine), some of whom they re-connect with later in Paris. The writing is intelligent and urbane, leaving this reader free and enticed. There were a few moments mid-way when I began to wonder where it was all going, but I am glad I stayed and I found this French journey made me long for more of the author's subtle, observing human voice.