Changes

|amazonus=<amazonus>019273234X</amazonus>

}}

Looking back on my childhood the book which made the most impact and one of the few which has remained in my bookcase ever since is ''The Wind in the Willows''. I've returned to it many times over six or more decades and it's frequently brought comfort in bad times. It was the basis of my love for the countryside, which became a joy in itself rather than something to pass through on the way somewhere else as my parents would have had it. It was a good story, which - like all the best books - revealed a little more on every reading.