on 23 December 2002
This book has it all, the warmth of family life, the sheer horror of what happened to the island, the pathos of those who have lost everything, the longing to trust one's fellow man, the love shared among family members, the worry of not knowing, and the amazing relief of reaching one's destination at the end of a terrifying ordeal, only to have to start out once again into the unknown. A beautifully written book and read with such feeling by Hannah Gordon. Who else could have narrated in such a way? She had us smiling, laughing and literally crying with her.
on 20 December 2014
...if, like me, you have fond memories of Beckwith's gentle tales of the Hebrides. By contrast, this is a thinly-disguised and ill-informed rant against trades-unionism, portrayed as an obvious force for evil - this, despite the book being written just a few years after Lech Wałęsa's world-changing heroics in Gdansk. Beckwith's writing style is still there, but one can only assume that her advancing years had affected her thinking. At least, that's the only way I can preserve those fond memories...