A belated attempt to catch up on some of my literary heritage brought me to my mum's battered old copy of Stan Barstow's 1960 novel A Kind of Loving, which the blurb on the back claims is 'told in the racy vernacular of the West Riding of Yorkshire' - it's a first person narrative, from the point of view of a twenty year old man in the late 1950s.
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A belated attempt to catch up on some of my literary heritage brought me to my mum's battered old copy of Stan Barstow's 1960 novel A Kind of Loving, which the blurb on the back claims is 'told in the racy vernacular of the West Riding of Yorkshire' - it's a first person narrative, from the point of view of a twenty year old man in the late 1950s.