Back in last August, I found myself in West Des Moines, Iowa, I was in a Taxi on the way from my hotel to work, When the taxi driver asked me if I knew Bill Bryson, I had just told him that I lived in South Yorkshire, (Bill had lived in North Yorkshire).
I said I knew of his work for the CPRE, to my shame I had not picked up on his work as a writer, The Taxi driver told me he had been at school with Bill and asked me if I had read any of his books, I had to admin that I hadn't.
We walked about this and that and it wasn't too long until I arrived at work. I opened my laptop and made a note to look up Bill Bryson. I read quite a lot, and I mostly go for books that have been recommended.
Well I just finished my third book from the collection that Bill wrote "Notes on a Small Island" I was surprised, on just how many of the places that Bill visits in his book that I had visited also. I am finding that I have an affinity will Bill and his work and look upon him as some sort of kindred spirit.
I am just starting a Walk in the Woods, and very much looking forward to the joys and gems I am sure its going to offer.
Question is how in the first place did I miss his books for so long and what others am I missing ?
