the summer holidays those magic words! the very mention of them used to thrill me. All my summer holidays, from when i was four years old to when i…

“The summer holidays! Those magic words! The mere mention of them used to send shivers of joy rippling over my skin. All my summer holidays, from when I was four years old to when I was seventeen (1920 to 1932) , were totally idyllic. This, I am certain, was because we always went to the same idyllic place and that place was Norway.” http: //emmahbookblog.blogspot.ru/2011/02/boy-by-roald-dahl.html