As you might expect from the late, great Roald Dahl, this is the beautifully written continuing story of his life. He travelled to Africa in 1938, to start working for the Shell Company. Flung into a world where animals ruled the world and humans knew their place, he then graduated as a determined and enthusiastic squadron pilot in the RAF – Dahl flew Tiger Moths, Gloster Gladiators and Hawker Hurricanes – and he recounts his aerial battles over North Africa with fast-paced descriptions, using his inimitable story-telling skill to fill in the minutiae, substantiating his many adventures in detail. After a life-threatening aerial accident, Dahl then heads out to serve in Greece where he comes face to face with the Nazis, trying to hold the onslaught back and keep the Allies in control of the area. Finally, heading to the Middle East, he tells how he came to terms with extreme anti-Semitism amidst the remnants of colonial British life. There’s not much in here about Giant Peaches, but it is certainly one peach of a book.