#AtoZChallenge: B is for Black Beauty

This is the battered paper cover of my childhood copy of Black Beauty Black Beauty is an unforgettable story. I have never been on a horse, but Anna Sewell’s book made me identify with this gentle, constant character, who sometimes received cruel treatment but was always loyal to those who cared for him.  This autobiography, published

Friday Bookshare #AmReading

This week I’m reading Harry Leslie Smith’s account of his early life. I was prompted to do so by Terry Tyler who reviewed his three autobiographies on her blog Harry Leslie Smith died on 28th November 2018 at the age of 95. He grew up in Yorkshire in great poverty and found wartime an escape

The Glass Castle by Jeanette Walls #TuesdayBookBlog

“I was sitting in a taxi, wondering if I had overdressed for the evening (party), when I looked out the window and saw Mom rooting through a Dumpster … She had tied rags around her shoulders to keep out the spring chill … To the people walking by, she probably looked like any of the

Woman at the Front: Memoirs of an ATS Girl by Sylvia Wild #TuesdayBookBlog

  I chose this autobiography because Sylvia’s experiences during the second world war mirrored those of my mother, but the story of those years in France, Belgium and Germany is fascinating for anyone interested in 20th century history.   Sylvia joined the ATS, as the women’s section of the British Army was called, in 1943.