The style of the book is a personal commentary, a stream of consciences from Sam Marsdyke – a 19 year old farmers boy who knows the 30 moors making up The Yorkshire Moors like the back of his hand. He knows their seasons, their natives, their boundaries. Some stuff in there that may appeal more to one that’s experienced the area with it’s huge expanses of open moorland and it’s infestation of “Towns” (as he calls them) with their bobble hats and packed lunches. Only someone who’s been brought up in Yorkshire and has spent time on the moors could turn a phrase like “Sound is light’s clog footed brother, always lagging behind.”
If you’re looking for a light hearted chocolate box book about the Heartbeat country in the Yorkshire Moors, try something else, if you’re after authentic page turner with some Greengrass roots dialect and a journey that could twist your mind a little this – could be worth a go. Read the first few pages / try this book over here.
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