![]() ![]() An ancient wood, in borderland territory. Inside the story itself proved even more enticing. The intriguing title was spelt out along the top in bold red capitals. ![]() Three large stepping stones led across the water, where, in the foreground, a kingfisher waited on an overhanging branch. On the cover of my Grafton Paperback edition, an Anglo-Saxon warrior-type leant on a sword, next to a thickly wooded stream. I bought a copy from a small bookshop on Bristol’s Gloucester Road, not far from our house. I was 15 when I first read Robert Holdstock’s Mythago Wood, a couple of years after it had come out. All of them repeat survivors of successive culls and clear-outs and each featuring a particular landscape or setting at the heart of the story. A Place on the shelf: A new, occasional, series about some of my favourite books. ![]()
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