I have never found the way that Sophie Dahl executes herself in her fictional writing to be particularly comprehensive. Sadly I don't feel that she inherited the literacy skill of her late Grandfather, but although lacking in dexterity there is just a certain air of nostalgia and charm about her subject content that still allows for the reading of her work to be a pleasurable experience. Working predominantely as an author of books aimed at the childrens market she wrote an article in a high end glossy a few months ago retelling a favourite childhood game. A mass amalgamation of fantasy, a flurry of excitement and make believe, I am as equally enamored by her ability to remember tales of her youth with such a level of clarity as I am jealous of the seemingly endless endeavours she had.
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