Cider with Rosie

‘She was an artist, a light-giver, and an original, and she never for a moment knew it.’ Laurie Lee’s deft but sublime summarisation of his mother tells you all you need to know about one of the great masters of our language. Lee’s account of his early childhood in a small, backwater country village in the Cotswold’s is a classic memoir of times past already on the wane and now gone beyond memory. This is a place of bare feet, untrammelled woods and quiet lanes untroubled by cars. Well-known and equally well-loved, echoes of Cider with Rosie exist everywhere from the cornflower skies in Grahame Swift’s Waterland and H.E. Bates’ lusty, rustic ‘Larkin’ books to adverts for Hovis bread. In some ways, Cider with Rosie is one of those books at risk of invisibility through sheer, apparent familiarity, but this month we invite you to drink deep from a fine work you always promised yourself you’d read. Part-memoir, part-sharp-sided polemic that is potentially darker than the bucolic idyll y