on 26 October 2013
This diary tells of life in London's Chelsea in the early days of the WW2 from the teenager's viewpoint. Albeit an articulate, artistic and catholic teenager. Dealing both with falling bombs and bohemian sex with a matter of factness that is captivating. It then, when the author joins the WAAF, develops into a diary of life in the Air Force with the same directness.
on 19 January 2014
'These few moments are worth all the suffering in the world to me and I have suffered so little for them - but I will pay, like Faust, with my soul.' And I thought, yes, I'm afraid you will.
WAAF capers, continued. In the first volume (Love Lessons) it's Pandora who quotes from Milton; here it's the splendidly named Oscarine, and, on page 38, a Yugoslav - all quotes gamely reproduced, not to mention the Yugoslav's crushing rejoinder 'it is so great that it nearly approaches silence', something of which our splendid diarist is never in danger. An early sighting of trucking (as in sixties slogan 'keep on trucking'), also cad used as a term of (almost) approbation
on 7 November 2015
Joan Wyndham is brilliant.
This diary, and the one before it (which I loved even more) should be famous.
Why they are not, baffles me.
If you liked Love in a Cold Climate and The Pursuit of Love you will like this.
I remember giving it to loads of male friends at university and they loved it too.
Buy, read, and make famous!