Last year I paid a lightning visit to Adelaide for work. Normally if I go to Adelaide it's to visit family and the visit consists of lots of cups of coffee with hospitable rels, but this time I was there for such a short time that I didn't tell anyone. After I had finished work I went for a stroll around inner Adelaide, through the university, along the Torrens River and ended up in the Rundle Mall, drawn as if by a magical force towards a bookshop that was having a closing down sale. There I laid out two dollars for a copy of Henri Alain-Fournier's The Lost Estate, which is quite possibly the best two dollars I have spent for a long time. The front page of this edition says: " The Lost Estate (Le Grand Meaulnes) was published in 1913, the year before Henri Alain-Fournier was killed on the Western Front." He was just 28 when he died, and this was his only published novel. Its French title is simply drawn from the name of its central character, Augustin ...
'Contemplating the teeming life of the shore, we have an uneasy sense of the communication of some universal truth that lies just beyond our grasp.' - Rachel Carson