

Still reading books from last years Women‘s Prize NF and they have all been BRILLIANT reads - more so than this years imo. I wasn‘t really drawn to this but I‘m glad I read it - loved the way it was written, the way Funder gives Eileen a voice and shows another side to Orwell (so misogynistic) that his biographers tried to sidestep. A tale as old as time really - a man not acknowledging a woman‘s part/taking credit for all the work.