'Our dog, Jack, was anti-clerical ...but my father clung to the theory that the dog simply detested the colour black...' Hugh Leonard's delightful autobiographical evocation of his Dublin childhood in the thirties and forties is like an Irish 'Cider with Rosie' - crammed with people and conversations, rich in poetry, full of love, laughter and rare pleasures.This title captures the poetry and drama of a child's experience of Dublin in the 1930s and 1940s and presents recollections recounted with humour and insight.