Synopses & Reviews
Just Across the Fields describes life on a Gloucestershire farm many years ago, when the author was a boy. These were the last days of old time farming, of hoeing turnips, pulling mangolds, stooking corn, thatching and wagon loading. The work is hard and the hours long, but it was deeply satisfying and never monotonous. And the characters are unforgettable. It is an account of local life and enthusiasm, village solidarity and companionship. It is a warm, steady, peaceful life, which we can live for a while through the timeless pages of Humphrey Phelps' classic childhood autobiography.