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by Melvyn Bragg

Disillusioned with his successful life in London, Richard Godwin moves to a remote Cumberland village in search of a more fulfilling existence. His arrival coincides with a birth of an illegitimate child to a local woman, binding her to a future she had hoped to escape. As these two outsiders struggle to come to terms with themselves - and each other - their passion, desperation and delight draw all those around them into conflict.

312 pages, Hardcover

First published March 23, 1968

About the author

Melvyn Bragg, Baron Bragg, FRSL, FRTS (born 6 October 1939) is an English author, broadcaster and media personality who, aside from his many literary endeavours, is perhaps most recognised for his work on The South Bank Show.

Bragg is a prolific novelist and writer of non-fiction, and has written a number of television and film screenplays. Some of his early television work was in collaboration with Ken Russell, for whom he wrote the biographical dramas The Debussy Film (1965) and Isadora Duncan, the Biggest Dancer in the World (1967), as well as Russell's film about Tchaikovsky, The Music Lovers (1970). He is president of the National Academy of Writing. His 2008 novel, Remember Me is a largely autobiographical story.

He is also a Vice President of the Friends of the British Library, a charity set up to provide funding support to the British Library.

Reviews

[Nigel Street · Rating 3 out of 5]

Considering so little took place I enjoyed this book, probably due never having read anmthing similar in the past. Some of the descriptions were beautiful if a little obscure on occasion and once or twice I did find myself wondering whether Mr Bragg was out to prove a point - it almost became like the "Good Old Days" for those of you old enough to remember the host and his lexicon of superlatives. Would I read another - yes but not right now!

[Amanda Longhurst · Rating 1 out of 5]

247 pages in and couldn’t carry on. I liked it at first mostly because of the era it was written. I skimmed through the rest and it was dour. What a waste of time.