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'The stars shimmer like spilled handfuls of glitter. The day is beginning to rise with a faint mist. As I turn my head, ghostly halos, auras of light, appear and disappear and I cannot tell if it is caused by my lightheadedness or is a freak of nature. The silence is truly awesome. Not a bird, not a whisper of wind, not a breath of life. Only the two of us, a most implausible pair, standing shoulder to shoulder gazing upon an awakening heaven'. Carol Drinkwater has already built up a large readership eagerly awaiting the third volume of her Olive Farm memoirs. Returning to their home after an extended absence Carol and her husband Michel are looking forward to summer together on the farm. A shocking blow leaves Carol alone. The future is uncertain. The Olive Harvest takes us beyond the perimeters of her olive groves to where hunters, poets, bee-keepers, boars and gypsies abide. In search of the language of troubadours, the dark and sometimes barbarous heart of Provence is revealed. Nature and the generosity of the South of France's harvests offer a path to joy and an abundant resolution. The magnificent humanity and honesty that characterised the first two episodes of her trilogy sets Carol Drinkwater's work apart from others in the same genre. The Olive Harvest and its vibrant Mediterranean world will enthral her many readers.

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #284149 in Books
• Published on: 2004-10-21
• Original language: English
• Binding: Hardcover
• 352 pages

EVENING HERALD DUBLIN
'The author's passion for her surroundings and the life she has created are evident in her vibrant descriptions of the local scenery and people'

Review
'The author's passion for her surroundings and the life she has created are evident in her vibrant descriptions of the local scenery and people' (EVENING HERALD DUBLIN )

About the Author
Actress Carol Drinkwater is probably best known for her role as Helen Herriot in the BBC series 'All Creatures Great and Small.' Also an accomplished novelist, she has achieved bestselling status with her much-loved memoirs of life on an olive farm in Provence, of which this is the third volume.

Customer Reviews

Makes you want to be there among the Olive Groves
Having read the two previous books I was eagerly awaiting a follow up and was pleased to find that this book was available just in time for my holiday! I find Carol Drinkwaters writing style to be easy to read and enthralling with beautifully written descriptions of the south of France, nature and life and its emotions. Carol and Michel have again returned to Appasionata, the Olive Farm that they have restored, and Carol is eager to continue production of the olives and attain their cerificate for producing Organic Oil. However their plans for an idyllic summer are thwarted by various events and it seems for a time that all is lost and cannot be regained. Old familiar characters like the dogs and Monsieur Q the gardener are present as are new friends like the apiarists (beekeepers) and the hunters with whom Carol spends an exhausting day hunting in the mountains (nearly killing herself into the bargain!) The ongoing saga of the Olive trees' life throughout the changing year within the changing landscape and the life and relationships affecting Carol make this a book which is compulsive reading , I found it difficult to put down and would certainly recommend it as holiday reading . It certainly makes you want to be there... to feel the fresh warm air , hear the bees, smell the scents and pollens and eat the lovely food that is produced!

Discovering olives!
I am just discovering these books. I started with The Olive Route which I thought was terrific and then I read this one. She writes so well that I feel as though I am there with her, sharing her stories, living the adventures. I can feel the Mediterranean from her descriptions and I thought this one was so sensitive too

A bit of a muddle
I feel terrible writing this as someone who grew up with and loved All Creatures Great and Small, because I am sorry to say that this book should never have found its way into print in its current state. I should add that I have just read the hardback edition for our bookclub, so some of the hilariously glaring errors may have been tightened up a little. Bees are not, for example, "furry anthropods". Anthropod is a word that Carol made up herself, probably meaning arthropod, but which conjures up a really quite bizarre image in my mind -- bees with little human legs? How cool would that be?! Bees are described in three different ways within a page, yet each word is invariably prefixed by the word "furry". How could the editor let this, and the many other instances of "creative-writing-evening-class" style, go unchecked?

Carol is not averse to conjuring up some bizarre comparisons (when did you last immediately have the image of otters swimming through liquid metal when looking at a stream?). The book is littered with these slightly bizarre "called to mind" moments.

Carol seems to live in a world where people speak in really quite a florid and unnatural way -- I can't believe that the conversations are reported as they happened most of the time. Perhaps I'll run into Carol in a Mougins cafe one day -- it'd be interesting to see how she comes over in person, or whether she really talks the way she writes conversation (and how I imagine it sounds) -- RP and stilted like a 1940s British movie!

Another rather irritating feature is Carol's insistence that we need the odd French word slipped into the narrative... along the lines of we were preparing our petit dejeuner, when in fact I would personally have been happy enough to know that it was breakfast being prepared. If pushed, I probably could have done without knowing that interesting fact! However, mixing of languages in this sense doesn't add to the flow of the narrative.

Carol also enjoys slipping in "facts" every so often to bolster the story line. I wouldn't like to swear that these are always 100% accurate. I also found them slightly patronising in some places. Again -- a break in the narrative flow that was not always welcome.

Some parts of the book (the trip to the Camargue) are dull to the point of tears and characters are introduced who seem pointless and do not engage. I think that it reads like a diary that has been quickly knocked together to add an extra chapter.

On top of all that she is trying to fit into a "rural" French commununity (I know the area around Opio very well, in fact from the description I can probably guess that she lives in the Grasse, Maganosc area), which is actually fairly upwardly mobile, close to Cannes and Nice. I can't help but feel that the whole "rural struggling to make ends meet" aspect is being played up a little. She is actually sitting on a hugely valuable piece of real estate in the middle of, if not a millionaires play ground, then certainly a rich persons playground. Therefore interesting aspects of how traditional French life in the Alpes Maritimes has been squeezed and compromised by the influx of rich foreigners and urban growth are not really covered in a sensible way. Wild boar penetrate the region deeply, and have to be controlled in areas where protected olive trees are planted (and in that area you are in big trouble if you root up an olive tree). She wears her anti-hunting/sanctity of life feelings on her sleeve yet goes into a description of a beef sausage in the Camargue. I would ask her to describe how exactly the beef sausage was made without an animal being harmed in the process!

Finally, and again I do feel like I am kicking a puppy here, Carol does not come across at all sympathetically. She is a bundle of neuroses which she is disarmingly honest about, however the book reads like its been written for therapy. She simpers and flits her way from crisis to crisis. She appears to be so chaotic in her approach to living and writing that I find it difficult to believe in her as a reliable narrator. We never really understand whether Michel leaves her because of a character change following a head injury or whether he just couldn't stand being around her for a moment longer!

A year in Carol's life is dissected in spectacular detail, yet the potentially more interesting second year when Michel returns is skimmed over in a matter of pages at the end. Somewhat rushed given the pace of the book to that point -- publishers deadline perhaps? Overall, I'm afraid that this book has contractual obligations and publisher deadline written all over it. I am not tempted to read the previous books by Carol, but know that they are liked and well-reviewed.... just not for me.