"On n'est pas dans le futurisme, mais dans un drame bourgeois ou un thriller atmosphérique"
Born in 1911 into a close-knit family, Mary Rebecca Chambers spent her formative years in the heart of the East End, in a truly multicultural community. This vivid account of life is told with passion and humour and is full of stories of the special community atmosphere that was London's East End through two world wars and the Great Depression. Mary was a natural storyteller and this is a compilation of her heart-warming stories, arranged in chronolgoical order, to tell the tale of life as she witnessed it, through adversity and danger, excitement and fun. The captivating anecdotes, poignant and entertaining, are suffused by the sights, sounds and smells of the East End in the first half of the twentieth century. This is a wonderful evocation of a bygone age and her affectionate memories will entrance anyone who reads them.
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