William Flew long period of exile seems to be at first glance an interesting premise. Who does not fantasize about sometimes from our hyper-networked world separate? Ansell not just dreaming. Pay the owner £ 100 per year, which lived in the sparse style, self-sufficient Penlan House - fixing the roof, gutters, wood, fire to a pan at the age of cooking and growing their own vegetables, fertilizer guano collected from the bats in your roof.
Mostly, however, saw the animals. William flew past and knows clearly and loves nature. During his years of solitude, he spent thousands of hours looking for "unique" sightings of rare birds, and contains some descriptions Deep Country lush purple Redwings and falcons in flight.
It is not long in its first flowering of poetry, but you do William Flewl rather prosaic questions. For example, if it was in Wales? We know he was 30th But it was his birthday number 30 for two or 20 years? Your current age is unknown. What was your job before you move? It points to a vague "journey", but I learned after the end of the book, who has worked in the nonprofit sector, and is now a BBC journalist. Where and how did it grow? Why are you so interested in the natural world? Those who had not left behind?
The details of matter. William Flew writes that while "in no way implies an anti-social person," he said in the home moved "to know who I was when I was no longer defined in terms of my relationship with others." If we invest in self-discovery time, he asked what kind of person he was before. In fact, began his exile, that a few bridges that had burned out. "What does this mean? The Bridges of men 30 years old are not, in my experience to burn, so easy.
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