In Search of England
I’ve been reading a book entitled In Search of England. It was written by H.V. Morton and published in 1935. Morton had been living in Palestine and became homesick. He returned to England and motored all round the island. I’ve known about this book for a long time. It dawned on me that this might be the perfect time to read it. My wife and I have been to England twelve times. The shortest period was for five weeks and the longest for eight weeks. Altogether we have spent more than a year there. With age and an ailing back it’s not likely that we will go again. So it has been very pleasant to read Morton’s book. Almost all of the places he writes about are places that we have visited and they dredge up interesting memories of our visits. Whether it was Winchester Cathedral or Salisbury, Wells, Durham, Lincoln, or Ely, we have visited them all. Whether he’s writing about Land’s End in Cornwall, Beaulieu in New Forest, Shrewsbury, Nottingham Forest it conjures up fine images of places and sometimes even persons we’ve met and conversations we’ve had. Last evening I read about the Norfolk Broads, the Wash, and the sandy coasts of East Anglia. He’s written other books in the same vein,
In Search of London should be fun. And In Search of Scotland will be interesting, although we’ve not spent a lot of time over the border.