This is a challenging book. It is completely and disarmingly frank ; obviously truthful ; telling its story in the simplest and homeliest of language, without conscious art or artifice. Free from pose or hypocrisy, the author neither preens himself before the mirror of memory with any effort to exaggerate his merits, nor seeks to excuse or conceal his blunders, faults and simplicities. "That"s the sort of man I am", he says, as he describes himself with effortless and untroubled candour.
He gives the facts; gives them with a photographic vividness of description that is akin to genius. He brings you with him into the slums of Merthyr Tydfil, down to the cramped workings of the coal mines, to chapel and theatre, to barracks and battlefield, to conclaves of hot Communists, and the fizzling futility of Sir Oswald Mosley"s abortive New Party. With your own eyes and ears you can see and hear these people moving and talking as if in real life. Это и многое другое вы найдете в книге Unfinished Journey (Jack Jones)