Released on 12 October 2017.

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The Orchid Trilogy

The Military Orchid, A Mine of Serpents, The Goose Cathedral

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A disarming, lyrical hybrid of fiction and autobiography, this forgotten masterpiece of post-war English fiction follows a small boy through his First World War childhood and teenage years on the Kentish coast, then into the army and frontline service in the Second World War.

Obsessed by his strange twin passions for orchids and for fireworks, the author-narrator paints a haunting portrait of a childhood and adulthood interleaved with one another in a near-mystical rural idyll. Defined by his unspoken homosexuality, the books capture the unfolding of a melancholy, often painfully sensitive male consciousness.

First published in the late 1940s as three separate but interlinked volumes – “The Military Orchid”; “A Mine of Serpents” and “The Goose Cathedral” – The Orchid Trilogy conjures up a rapturous, fantastical portrait of England at war and peace in the 20th century. Witty, subtle and deceptively simple, this unjustly neglected classic that has yet to be surpassed in its exploration of the magical world of childhood.

One of those too-rare books whose enjoyability makes it seem too short – Elizabeth Bowen

It is a kind of collage of sharply drawn bits of real life, excellently described and artistically arranged – Stephen Spender

Reminiscence and reflection and description are woven together to make a curious and fascinating tapestry – David Cecil

Mr. Brooke's finely shaped prose, his wit, percipience, and liveliness in the description of people, places, and states of mind are a rare delight – The Scotsman

A sad, funny, densely detailed yet continuously readable experience – The Observer

One of the most exciting creative artists of our time and one who will consistently evade all the literary categories – John Pudney

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A sad, funny, densely detailed yet continuously readable experience
A work of some stature: informal, charmingly written, quite new in flavour.
He had a rare brand of irony, considerable cunning and a marvellous ear for prose . . . Above all, his style runs with easy beauty
Financial Times