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*With a foreword from Gerald Durrell* In 1947, returning to the UK with two young children to support, Margaret Durrell starts a boarding house in Bournemouth. But any hopes of respectability are dashed as the tenants reveal themselves to be a host of eccentrics: from a painter of nudes to a pair of glamorous young nurses whose late-night shifts combined with an ever-revolving roster of gentleman callers leading to a neighbourhood rumour that Margo is running a brothel. Margo's own two sons, Gerry and Nicholas, prove to be every bit as mischievous as their famous Uncle Gerald - and he himself returns periodically with weird and wonderful animals, from marmosets to monkeys, that are quite unsuitable for life in a Bournemouth garden.
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Whatever Happened to Margo?, Margaret Durrell
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- Released
- 2018
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- Title
- Whatever Happened to Margo?
- Language
- English
- Authors
- Margaret Durrell
- Publisher
- Penguin Books, Limited
- Released
- 2018
- Format
- Paperback
- Pages
- 336
- ISBN10
- 0241982812
- ISBN13
- 9780241982815
- Series
- Tags
- Non-Fiction, Maps & Travel, True Stories, Biographies, Travel, Humor, Autobiographies & Memoirs, British Literature
- Rating
- 3.2 out of 5
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- *With a foreword from Gerald Durrell* In 1947, returning to the UK with two young children to support, Margaret Durrell starts a boarding house in Bournemouth. But any hopes of respectability are dashed as the tenants reveal themselves to be a host of eccentrics: from a painter of nudes to a pair of glamorous young nurses whose late-night shifts combined with an ever-revolving roster of gentleman callers leading to a neighbourhood rumour that Margo is running a brothel. Margo's own two sons, Gerry and Nicholas, prove to be every bit as mischievous as their famous Uncle Gerald - and he himself returns periodically with weird and wonderful animals, from marmosets to monkeys, that are quite unsuitable for life in a Bournemouth garden.