In the preface to his
collection of exquisite essays, Wells wrote: I might catch a glimpse of the whole man.
This
we do, and while the past cannot return, his gracefully crafted prose admits no
sentimentality about his father – a man whose own craft made impressions on the
sea each time they sailed, and whose influence is still being felt today. Alongside this shoal of memories, the author has
set some atmospheric prints from his own wood engravings, poignant snatches of
the coastline which his family loved so well.
After all, it is near the shore that most people’s understanding of the
sea begins, and perhaps where other understanding begins as well.
A
charming memoir, a boat built to last, instinct with humanity and, most of all,
deep love.
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