After many years abroad, H.V. Morton set out one morning in the mid-1920s, in his Morris two-seater, in search of England. This is  not an unbiased travel guide – if he’s unhappy with a place, the reader will know. He ‘expects the worst’ at Wigan  and believes Norfolk to be ‘the most suspicious county in England.’  The reader will see through his eyes: Stonehenge, Dartmoor, the ruins of Glastonbury, Hadrian’s Wall, inns, cathedrals and churches. Written almost one hundred years ago some things, like the generation gap, haven’t changed – a cockle gatherer claimed that they were the last of their kind since ‘girls today want to be ladies and they don’t like hard work either.’  After being lured into a tea shop he feels that ‘the Crusades could have been stopped by a Dorsetshire tea’. He is excellent company and this is no run-of-the-mill travel guide. This is England between the wars and preserved by this leading author – and believe it or not, still in print today.