Springfield Road is a journey into childhood in the seventies. A journey peppered with daydreams through a poetic child's eye view from the cracks in the pavement to the faces in the clouds. This book is a salute to every curly-top, scabby knee'd, mixed-up, half-crazy kid out there. It's a tale of the kids who had free school dinners and hand-me-downs as told by the daughter of a Jazz musician and a go-go dancer. It's a story for those who love to relax in days gone by. Springfield Road sets out to capture a snapshot of the seventies through the eyes of the author's child self. It vividly recalls a world without health and safety, a time of halfpenny sweets, fish and chips in newspaper, cassette tapes of the Sunday night top ten, scrumping apples and foraging for conkers.It's about discovering that life is unfair and that parents die. It's also about seeking the good in the world, the humour and the tenderness of life, this book is not a misery memoir.
Springfield Road is a journey into childhood in the seventies. A journey peppered with daydreams through a poetic child's eye view from the cracks in the pavement to the faces in the clouds. This book is a salute to every curly-top, scabby knee'd, mixed-up, half-crazy kid out there. It's a tale of the kids who had free school dinners and hand-me-downs as told by the daughter of a Jazz musician and a go-go dancer. It's a story for those who love to relax in days gone by. Springfield Road sets out to capture a snapshot of the seventies through the eyes of the author's child self. It vividly recalls a world without health and safety, a time of halfpenny sweets, fish and chips in newspaper, cassette tapes of the Sunday night top ten, scrumping apples and foraging for conkers.It's about discovering that life is unfair and that parents die. It's also about seeking the good in the world, the humour and the tenderness of life, this book is not a misery memoir.