Patrick Leigh Fermor

In 1933, aged eighteen, Patrick Leigh Fermor set out on his 'great trudge', a year-long journey by foot from the Hook of Holland to Istanbul. Three decades later he wrote A Time of Gifts, the sparklingly original account of the first part of this youthful adventure, which took him through the Low Countries, up the Rhine, through Germany, down the Danube, through Austria and Czechoslovakia, and as far as Hungary.

Alone, carrying only a rucksack and with a small allowance of only a pound a week, Fermor had planned to sleep rough - to live 'like a tramp, a pilgrim, or a wandering scholar' - but a chance introduction in Bavaria led to comfortable stays in castles, and provided a glimpse of the old Europe of princes and peasants.

The acclaimed travel writer's youthful journey - as an 18-year-old - across 1930s Europe by foot began in A Time of Gifts, which covered the author's exacting journey from the Lowlands as far as Hungary. Picking up from the very spot on a bridge across the Danube where his readers last saw him, we travel on with him across the great Hungarian Plain on horseback, and over the Romanian border to Transylvania. The trip was an exploration of a continent which was already showing signs of the holocaust which was to come. Although frequently praised for his lyrical writing, Fermor's account also provides a coherent understanding of the dramatic events then unfolding in Middle Europe. But the delight remains in travelling with him in his picaresque journey past remote castles, mountain villages, monasteries and towering ranges. The concluding part of the trilogy will be published in September 2013 as The Broken Road.

Décembre 1933. Patrick Leigh Fermor, 19 ans, quitte l'Angleterre pour traverser l'Europe à pied jusqu'à Constantinople. De ce périple, il tirera un récit en trois volumes, chef-d'oeuvre de la littérature de voyage.

Décembre 1933. Patrick Leigh Fermor, 19 ans, quitte l'Angleterre pour traverser l'Europe à pied jusqu'à Constantinople. De ce périple, il tirera un récit en trois volumes, chef-d'oeuvre de la littérature de voyage.

Décembre 1933. Patrick Leigh Fermor, 19 ans, quitte l'Angleterre pour traverser l'Europe à pied jusqu'à Constantinople. De ce périple, il tirera un récit en trois volumes, chef-d'oeuvre de la littérature de voyage. Ce dernier volume, qui nous conduit au mont Athos, en Grèce, était resté inédit jusqu'en 2013.

A revelatory collection of letters written by the author of The Broken Road.Handsome, spirited and erudite, Patrick Leigh Fermor was a war hero and one of the greatest travel writers of his generation. He was also a spectacularly gifted friend. The letters in this collection span almost seventy years, the first written ten days before Paddy's twenty-fifth birthday, the last when he was ninety-four.

His correspondents include Deborah Devonshire, Ann Fleming, Nancy Mitford, Lawrence Durrell, Diana Cooper and his lifelong companion, Joan Rayner; he wrote his first letter to her in his cell at the monastery Saint Wandrille, the setting for his reflections on monastic life in A Time to Keep Silence. His letters exhibit many of his most engaging characteristics: his zest for life, his unending curiosity, his lyrical descriptive powers, his love of language, his exuberance and his tendency to get into scrapes - particularly when drinking and, quite separately, driving. Here are plenty of extraordinary stories: the hunt for Byron's slippers in one of the remotest regions of Greece; an ignominious dismissal from Somerset Maugham's Villa Mauresque; hiding behind a bush to dub Dirk Bogarde into Greek during the shooting of Ill Met by Moonlight, the film based on the story of General Kreipe's abduction; his extensive travels.

Some letters contain glimpses of the great and the good, while others are included purely for the joy of the jokes.

Peut-on être à la fois un héros des Services spéciaux de Sa Majesté et l'un des plus grands écrivains du XXe siècle ? Patrick Leigh Fermor nous le prouve ici. Dans ce récit inédit, il nous conte par le menu l'opération qu'il conçut et réalisa en avril 1944 avec un commando de partisans crétois : l'enlèvement du général allemand Heinrich Kreipe, commandant des forces d'occupation sur l'île, et son exfiltration vers l'Égypte. Une action d'une audace folle et une course-poursuite haletante avec l'ennemi, conduite de manière à éviter toutes représailles contre la population civile. Cette évocation d'un des plus célèbres faits d'armes de la Seconde Guerre mondiale contient en outre les 9 rapports bruts que Leigh Fermor envoya pendant ses diverses missions en Crète au QG des opérations spéciales britanniques, au Caire, de juin 1942 à décembre 1944.

This is Patrick Leigh Fermor's spellbinding part-travelogue, part inspired evocation of a part of Greece's past. Joining him in the Mani, one of Europe's wildest and most isolated regions, cut off from the rest of Greece by the towering Taygettus mountain range and hemmed in by the Aegean and Ionian seas, we discover a rocky central prong of the Peleponnese at the southernmost point in Europe. Bad communications only heightening the remoteness, this Greece - south of ancient Sparta - is one that maintains perhaps a stronger relationship with the ancient past than with the present. Myth becomes history, and vice versa. Leigh Fermor's hallmark descriptive writing and capture of unexpected detail have made this book, first published in 1958, a classic - together with its Northern Greece counterpart, Roumeli.

Paddy's exuberant letters contain glimpses of the great and the good: a chance conversation with the Foreign Secretary, Anthony Eden, when Paddy opens the wrong door, or a glass of ouzo under the pine trees with Harold Macmillan. They describe encounters with such varied figures as Jackie Onassis, Camilla Parker-Bowles, Oswald Mosley and Peter Mandelson, while also relating adventures with the humble: a 'pick-nick' with the stonemasons at Kardamyli, or a drunken celebration in the Cretan mountains with his old comrades from the Resistance, most of them simple shepherds and goatherds. Paddy was at ease in any company - unfailingly charming, boyish, gentle and fun.