Clap Hands for the Singing Molecatcher is both hilarious and deeply moving in its splendid account of the writer’s childhood on a remote country estate in Morayshire in the 1940s and 1950s; laughter, tragedy and dramatic incident thread their way through the life of a growing boy and the lives of the people he observes. 

The composed and hierarchal country estate was once a great functional animal in the 1920s. It was efficient, structured and social, and is generally thought to be lost in the 21st century with the great rise of the Bourgeoisie. However, this interesting book reminds us of a time that still exists, quietly adapting with the demands of modern life.