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"This fifth volume takes him from France back to his native London."(Short review to say the least, but I got it from Amazon so there you go!) This book gave me an excellent image of what it was (and is!) like to live, work and entertain in France. The death of Forwood left me feeling very sad for Dirk and the description he gave of his first stroke really gave me a close picture of what old age will be like. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Dirk and his sister Elizabeth are preparing for yet another move. 'What have you burned? Everything? Not everything, surely?' said Elizabeth. 'Stuff I really can't cart around. Letters, postcards, diaries, journals, all the press cuttings I ever saved, that sort of stuff....' 'What about your American friend, whatever her name was? She wrote every day...' 'And those. Hundreds of them. What's the use of keeping them? I'll never use them. I started to work on an edited bundle of my letters to her, but no one was interested. So that's gone too, all kinds of bits and pieces. There's too much to cope with now. I think I'll have about fourteen suitcases to cart around, plus typewriters and walking sticks' 'Your books? You haven't burnt those have you? You can't have done that!' 'No. The manuscripts and some personal letters, important ones, from Olivier, Gielgud, Garland, that sort of stuff, my school reports, first poems, you know? I've kept them. Boston University want them. So I'll ship them out.' 'Why Boston? In America?' 'No one else wanted them' 'All the letters you sent daddy, during the war? He saved them all for you!' 'Burned those too...' 'I think you're quite daft....' replied Elizabeth. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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