8% done with The Flame Trees of Thika: Memories of an African Childhood

I vaguely remember watching the BBC/PBS series when it was on WAY back in 1980. I don’t remember any specifics other than what she does when she leaves the house at the end, but I do remember thinking how exotic it all sounded and how exciting it must have been to live there.

Huxley writes beautifully and can immediately create a character and whole dynamic with just a few words.

She calls her dad by his name.