Life class : the selected memoirs of Diana Athill

In a celebration of her life and writing, this collection brings together four of Diana Athill's best-loved memoirs, spanning her very English childhood, her life and loves during World War II, her publishing career at Andre Deutsch, and her reflections on old age." Diana Athill, born in 1917, made her reputation as a writer with the candour of her memoirs; through her commitment, in her words, 'to understand, to be aware, to touch the truth'. In a celebration of her life and writing, Life Class brings together four of her best-loved memoirs in one volume, spanning her very English childhood, her life and loves during the Second World War, her publishing career at Andr � Deutsch, and her reflections on old age. Introduced by Ian Jack, Diana Athill's selected memoirs are a remarkable testament to an unusual and fully lived life. 'A vital account of being a woman in the 20th century ... chronicles the growth of a woman from a privileged childhood of horses and country estates to a middle-class existence in Andre Deutsch's publishing house and love affairs, to a late contemplation on old age. The prose is breathtaking, and the honesty exhilarating' Independent on Sunday Diana Athill, born in 1917, made her reputation as a writer with the candour of her memoirs. In a celebration of her life and writing, this book presents four of her best-loved memoirs spanning her very English childhood, her life and loves during World War II, her publishing career at Andre Deutsch, and her reflections on old age. In a celebration of her life and writing, this collection brings together four of Diana Athill's best-loved memoirs, spanning her very English childhood, her life and loves during World War II, her publishing career at André Deutsch, and her reflections on old age In a celebration of one of Britain's best-loved, four of Diana Athill's memoirs, spanning the 20th century from her childhood to old age, are now collected in one volume ; Yesterday Morning, Instead of a Letter, Stet, and Somewhere Towards The End