"You couldn't get much further away from international politics than to be a child in Brisbane in 1951 but, although I was only nine years old, I knew enough to know that you just don't get Russians called James". And so it is that Hugh Lunn, already instilled with fear and loathing of the Black and Yellow Terrors, finds himself face to face with the Red Terror, in the form of nine-year-old Russian Jim Egoroff.
What follows is the humorous account of growing up in a working-class family in 1950s Australia - a story of boyhood friendship and adventure.
Condition: Very Good
Goodreads rating: 3.56/5