''It was simpler time''. We had more fun back then''. ''Everyone could afford a house''.

There''s plenty of nostalgia right now for the Australia of the past, but what was it really like?

In The Land Before Avocado, Richard Glover takes a journey to an almost unrecognisable Australia. It''s a vivid portrait of a quite peculiar land: a place that is scary and weird, dangerous and incomprehensible, and, now and then, surprisingly appealing.

It''s the Australia of his childhood. The Australia of the late ''60s and early ''70s.

Let''s break the news now: they didn''t have avocado.

It''s a place of funny clothing and food that was appalling, but amusingly so. It is also the land of staggeringly awful attitudes - often enshrined in law - towards anybody who didn''t fit in.

The Land Before Avocado will make you laugh and cry, feel angry and inspired. And leave you wondering how bizarre things were, not so long ago.

Most of all, it will make you realise how far we''ve come - and how much further we can go.

PRAISE

Richard Glover''s just-published The Land Before Avocado is a wonderful and witty journey back in time to life in the early 1970s. For a start, he deftly reclaims the book''s title fruit from those who have positioned it as a proxy for all that is wrong with today''s supposedly feckless and spendthrift young adults. Rather than maligning the avocado (and young people), he cleverly appropriates the fruit as an exemplar of how far we have come since the 1970s'' Richard Wakelin, Australian Financial Review

''This is vintage Glover - warm, wise and very, very funny. Brimming with excruciating insights into life in the late sixties and early seventies, The Land Before Avocado explains why this was the cultural revolution we had to have'' Hugh Mackay

''Hilarious and horrifying, this is the ultimate intergenerational conversation starter'' Annabel Crabb

PRAISE FOR FLESH WOUNDS

''A funny, moving, very entertaining memoir'' Bill Bryson, New York Times

''The best Australian memoir I''ve read is Richard Glover''s Flesh Wounds'' Greg Sheridan, The

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