Eleven Houses: a memoir of childhood
Christopher's father was an officer in the British army, serving in the Middle East when war broke out, and the family home in these years was in fact a series of homes, in all four provinces of Ireland. For long periods Christopher and his brother were not enrolled in school, and the commencement of formal education proved a shock after years of the freedom of houses, gardens, lanes and fields.
Drawing on his extraordinarily vivid recall of the places and feelings of those years, Christopher Fitz-Simon tells a story of growing up that is also, in effect, a story of various hidden Irelands during the twilight years of the war. Funny, moving and sharp, it is a childhood memoir like no other.
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Christopher Fitz-simon's sharp-eyed, sensitive memoir... is written with an attractively wry grace, an understated ease. There are some splendid set-pieces. Colourful phrases add zest and vigour. The special skill of the narrative, however, is the detached, observant child's eye view of people and places.
The sense of recall is astonishing and it is painfully funny.
An enchanting and at times heartbreaking memoir of a peripatetic childhood ... The book is an extraordinary kaleidoscope of Ireland through the war years, seen through a pair of equally extraordinary and perceptive eyes. Allied to an easy elegance of style, and an acute ability for the mot juste, it's a gentle treat with a seasoning of intellectual acerbity".
An interesting and insightful account of a rich and vanished world: a perfect autumn afternoon read
Compelling and rewarding reading
...laughing out loud.
The charm of ramshackle Ireland is not overdone in these pages, the houses of the title, all eleven of them, have a distinctive style and a formidable presence.
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