Cider with Rosie
At all times wonderfully evocative and poignant, Cider With Rosie is a charming memoir of Laurie Lee's childhood in a remote Cotswold village, a world that is tangibly real and yet reminiscent of a now distant past. In this idyllic pastoral setting, unencumbered by the callous father who so quickly abandoned his family responsibilities, Laurie's adoring mother becomes the centre of his world as she struggles to raise a growing family against the backdrop of the Great War. The sophisticated adult author's retrospective commentary on events is endearingly juxtaposed with that of the innocent, spotty youth, permanently prone to tears and self-absorption. Rosie's identity from the novel Cider with Rosie was kept secret for 25 years. She was Rose Buckland, Lee's cousin by marriage.
- Paperback | 192 pages
- 129 x 198mm | 225g
- 29 Sep 1983
- Penguin Books Ltd
- London, United Kingdom
Laurie Lee was born in Stroud, Gloucestershire, in 1914, and was educated at Slad village school and Stroud Central School. In his teens Lee had already began to write poems. He had met two sisters who encouraged him in his writing aspirations. At the age of nineteen he walked to London and then travelled on foot through Spain, where he was trapped by the outbreak of the Civil War. He later returned by crossing the Pyrenees, as described in his book As I Walked Out one Midsummer Morning."" During World War II he made documentary films for the General Post Office film unit (1939-40), and the Crown Film Unit (1941-43). From 1944 to 1946 he worked as an editor at the Ministry of Information Publications. In 1950 he married Catherine Polge and they had one daughter. He died in May 1997.
"One of the great writers of the twentieth century." "Independent ""An enchanting book, an exquisite farewell, not only to childhood, and boyhood, but also to an England that has vanished." JB Priestly "Remains as fresh and full of joy and gratitude for youth and its sensations as when it first appeared.It sings in the memory" "Sunday Times" "It has got a marvellous morning freshness There is hardly a sentence in it that does not set the sense of touch and smell, as well as sight and hearing, tingling" "Daily Mail" "He had a nightingale inside him, a capacity for sensuous, lyrical precision" "Guardian" "Lee was a poet whose deft passage into prose carried with it much of the rhythm and accuracy of the poet's language" Mignon Khargie, Art Director of Salon"