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By Gerald Durrell

... Gerald Durrell, the celebrated naturalist and founding father of the Jersey natural world maintenance belief, writes approximately his adventures with neighbors (human and animal), his relatives (including his brother Lawrence Durrell), and a complete military of welcome and unwelcome viewers to the enchanted island of Corfu, on which the Durrell relations lived within the halcyon days sooner than the second one global War.

For the younger Gerald Durrell it was once especially a treasure apartment of unique creatures which he may perhaps gather, watch, cherish and learn. however it used to be no longer continually a tranquil family. The pursuits of the animals usually collided with these of the people, and Gerald's descriptions of the birds, lizards, and various fauna are between his most sensible and so much memorable anecdotes, as are the tales of unique viewers -- a mysterious Indian, a supercilious aristocrat, an amorous Turkish gentelman, a foul-mouthed sea captain, and so on who distrubed the Durrells' family peace and contributed to their leisure.

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