Memoir

The Oxford Bragg describes is almost as much another world to us now as it was to him then

I wasn’t cut out for the life of a chef

A scattergun memoir with the decline of newspapers as gloomy backdrop

The world of publishing as Cheetham knows it is vanishing

Any captured, destroyed city, offers the same problems for the new owners

This must be in competition for the most inaccurate work of non-fiction since … well, since Johnson’s last book

Most likely, we live in a comfortable nest of light fictions

Rich insights into eras of incessant bloodletting

Memories of unforgiving urban combat in a tank