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Diary of the Dark Years, 1940-1944 - Jean Guehenno, David Ball

Jean Guehenno's Diary of the Dark Years, 1940-1945 is the most oft-quoted piece of testimony on life in occupied France. A sharply observed record of day-to-day life under Nazi rule in Parisand a bitter commentary on literary life in those years, it has a

When Paris Went Dark: The City of Light Under German Occupation, 1940-44 - Ronald Rosbottom

The Occupation of Paris told in a new light; the effects on its citizens as well as on the city itself.

‘In Montmartre’, by Sue Roe

How low rent and cheap wine in Montmartre helped fuel an artistic revolution

‘Brando’s Smile’, by Susan L Mizruchi

The restless intellect behind the magnetic screen presence of Marlon Brando

‘Driving Honda’, by Jeffrey Rothfeder

Why Honda, not Toyota, may be the Japanese company for multinationals to emulate

The Owl Who Liked Sitting on Caesar - Martin Windrow

A moving and informative memoir of life with a lovable tawny owl.

Wounded Tiger: The History of Cricket in Pakistan - Peter Oborne

An insightful and enthralling look at the controversial history of cricket in Pakistan.

In Plain Sight: the Life and Lies of Jimmy Savile by Dan Davies, review: 'compulsive, colourful and chilling'

Alwyn Turner admires a chilling portrait of Jimmy Savile by a journalist who has spent much of his life obsessing over him

The owl who liked sitting on Caesar by Martin Windrow | Book Review | @GrrlScientist

A gentle and moving memoir by a man who shared his seventh-floor London flat with an unlikely companion; a tawny owl Unless you are Harry Potter, you probably don't live with an owl in your house. But historian and writer Martin Windrow met his "one true

When Paris Went Dark, The City of Light under German Occupation, 1940-44 by Ronald Rosbottom, book review

My parents, who lived through the blitz, used to divide the nations of Europe into two categories – those who had fought "a good war" and those who had not. In the first camp were the Russians, Greeks, the Yugoslavs and ourselves. Heading the latter wer