A true story of a London child growing up in the wilds of Devon in WWII.
A lyrical memoir of wartime and post-war rural Devon seen through the questing eyes of a young boy.
This is the true story of a family swept from suburban Surrey to the wilds of Devon. A father rejected by the draft, a housewife driven by circumstance from her modern home to one of wells and oil lamps, vast open fireplaces, and thick cob walls.
Allan takes us with him as he explores an eternal river threading through a verdant Devon Valley to the distant sea, conjuring up the bucolic landscape, and people, in vivid prose, with tenderness and humour.
We meet Italian POW’s, beguiling Land Army girls, and Yankee GI’s. We witness the lives of myriad creatures, some glimpsed in rugged wildwood, others familiar yet equally fascinating. Belligerent rams, injured birds, homing pigeons, cats, dogs…
‘A Breath of Moonscent’ brings to life a time and place which is within living memory for many, yet now becoming increasingly distant and alien for most. A voice of lives now fading whispers and rhapsodic dreams.
“Allan Boxall portrays in words what James Ravilious achieved in images.”