"Down the Kitchen Sink" has much in common with its famous predecessor, "Down the Garden Path", in which Beverley Nichols described his early forays into the realm of gardening. When he began to write the first, he could not prune a rose. When he began to write the second, he could not boil an egg. Perhaps this is why both books remain fresh and eminently readable. The phrase 'kitchen sink' may suggest squalor and disillusionment, but Beverley Nichols transforms it into a symbol of merriment and adventure. With a new foreword by Roy Dicks and Val Biro's charming drawings, the Timber Press edition of "Down the Kitchen Sink" deservedly takes its place among Beverley's classics on gardens, homes, cats, and other friends.
Like talking to an older avuncular uncle about his life, including being minded by a "Jeeves", in his case Gaskin (who was pronounced by P. G. Wodehouse as being a perfect Jeeves by the way), and then having to cope on his own, learning how to cook. Includes some recipes (two of which demand the use of asbestos mats, shudder) but largely it's an interesting look at how a lone man lived during the early and mid-20th century.
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