P Handley was evacuated from Portsmouth to Melton Mowbray at the beginning of the Second World War, and much of her poetry is a celebration of the town and the surrounding countryside. Her memories of Melton Mowbray span almost seventy-five years, and here she recalls in verse the local landmarks, unforgettable characters and vanished way of life of another era. With the same affection and humour, her poems cover subjects as diverse as a balloon flight on a glorious summer’s evening, the temptations of full-cream milk and sugary treats, the pleasures of chatting, and watching the passage of the seasons from her window.
