A deliberate typo this time, these are two exceptionally good books.
Richard Llewellyn’s story of Huw Morgan’s childhood (in a mining community in South Wales) is beautifully written and full of pathos and raw emotion. I consumed it over a weekend – much to the annoyance of my family. A cast of vividly eclectic characters and scenes come rushing into your head from a time and a world long past.
Brian Sewell’s autobiography is an honest, sometimes discomforting, rivetingly fascinating and unputdownable read. His account of Christies art department had many parallels with the old British wine trade – made me chuckle!