Shelley Klein, daughter of Bernat Klein, grew up in the Scottish Borders, in their famous family home: High Sunderland, designed in collaboration between Klein and Peter Womersley on a modernist open-plan grid. With colourful glass panels set against a forest of trees, it was like living in a work of art.
Thirty years on, Shelley moved back home to care for her father, then in his eighties: the house had not changed and neither had his uncompromising vision - or his distinctive way of looking at the world. Told with great tenderness and humour, this is Shelley's account of looking after an adored yet maddening parent and a piercing portrait of the grief that followed his death.
'It is strange that grief should produce such a life-affirming book, but it has. Read it for the solace it contains, or for its captivating descriptions. Either way, it's a delight' Telegraph
'A sad, funny, utterly fascinating book about families, home and how to say goodbye' Mark Haddon
'Original, moving and bracingly honest... often hilarious' Blake Morrison, Guardian