This book was given to me as a present and I just loved it. Bodil is a middle-aged woman who packs her car and moves in disgust from her native Sweden to the very West of France. She writes sparely, like a true poet, but with great humour about gardening, her terrible French and little daily events in her new village, but at heart there is so much more. The book is shot through with outrage at the modern world, the on-going pain of losing her father, her preparations for becoming an old lady and many, many other subjects. If you like the writings of Tove Janson, you will love this. I hope many other works by Bodil will be translated into English.