It was written in the 1980s and includes a nice entry about the Clayton Arms pub in Quoiting Square, Marlow. I have copied this above along with the book's cover, although I have rather cheekily replaced their cover drawing with an old Clayton Arms photograph. It was, of course very much a Real Ale pub, and Ted always pulled an excellent pint of Brakspears, with Old Ale a seasonal favourite. The Clayton Arms did not move with the times, and that was part of the charm. By the way, although I always called her Auntie, Kath was actually my mother's cousin, not her sister.