Climb Every Mountain
Pubblicato il 30 marzo 2008 12.00 | Ultimo aggiornamento: 30 marzo 2008 12.00
Julie Andrews’s memoir is full of crisp locutions like “poor unfortunate” and “banished to the scullery” and “trivet,” a characteristically precise term that the dictionary defines as “an iron tripod placed over a fire for a cooking pot or kettle to stand on.” It opens with a soppy poem she wrote about England, but what follows is a decisively unsoppy account of a typically dismal English childhood, complete with cramped lodgings and brutish relatives, which Andrews tells briskly and without…