I've got a few big, threatening books sitting around my room that I'm not quite ready to mess with. I was feeling like reading something benevolent and I had Mr. Dahl's name buzzing around in my head, so I took my first trip to the children's section of the library in quite a while and emerged with this:
Going Solo is the real life true story of Dahl's time as a young man working in colonial Africa and as a World War II fighter pilot. While not always as breezy and clever as I had hoped and while definitely containing much more cold-blooded murder than I had expected, it was a good little read . . . and listen, it isn't exactly a children's book, there's also editions with covers for grown ups. I've never read World War II fighter pilot stories before, what the British Air Force was up against in Northern Africa was pretty incredible. We were definitely lucky Roald made it back, it's too bad about so many of those other guys.
Going Solo is also the continuation of another Dahl memoir called "Boy." I haven't read that.