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|author=Robert Crawford
|title= Young Eliot: From St Louis to The Waste Land
|rating= 5
|genre= Biography
|summary= Did T.S. Eliot like ice-cream? I should really be asking, of course, whether ''Tom'' liked ice-cream, since Robert Crawford in his marvellous biography insists on bringing us into intimate and personal contact with this so closed and impersonal of poets. For many of us, to wonder what this literary giant's favourite flavour of ice-cream was seems a somehow unsuitable curiosity – irreverent or frivolous even – as if to think about his taste for such ordinary pleasures would distract from the appreciation for his very momentous achievements in poetry. It is, however, Crawford's aim to make these kinds of commonplace aspects of T.S. Eliot's life and personality much more familiar to us, as he draws our attention to the poet's childhood years and youth.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>009955495X</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Julia Bradbury
|summary=This is a book for those who find it amusing that a biography of someone who has been dead 500 years is called 'unauthorised'. This is a book where the detail is in the devil – people pissing in the street; the locals baiting blind people armed with cudgels in a pit with a pig, often failing to whack the beast and hitting their colleagues by mistake; farting demons visiting the sleeper. This is a book for those who don't mind a spot of ribaldry, an affront to religious piety or suchlike in their graphic novels. Whether or not this is a book for those seeking a biography of Hieronymus Bosch remains to be seen.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0861662466</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Timothy W Ryback
|title=Hitler's First Victims: And One Man's Race for Justice
|rating=4
|genre=History
|summary=Four people, taken to a sheltered corner of the place they're trapped, and shot in the back of the head by fresh-faced guards and soldiers with far too little experience of anything, let alone treating other men on the wrong end of a gun. Three people ''unceremoniously dumped, like slain game, on the floor of a nearby ammunition shed'' – the fourth had two hellish days with at least one bullet wound to the brain before he passed away. All four over-worked from being in a Nazi establishment, all four probably killed merely for being Jewish. Not a remarkable story, it's horrid to think, due to there being about six million cases of this happening. What is remarkable about this instance is that it was the first, at the incredible time of April 1933. And if it seems the first in a long chain of such murders, you would think people might have noticed that at the time, and tried to do something about it. Well, they did.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1784700169</amazonuk>
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