Nothing much happens, but this is nonetheless a winning book, in its quiet way. As a mildly nostalgic autobiography, this follows the thread of story of a young woman, whose idyllic childhood was spent in Ireland, until her parents, driven by poverty, went first to Florida, thence back to England. Her years in a girls' school, then as a classical scholar in a London University, her vocation as a teacher, and her entry into the Catholic Church- this comprises the pattern of her life, and she rounds it out with a return to the Irish home of her childhood. She manages to imbue the record with lyric grace, even a few notes of humor. Her lot has been no bed of roses, but she allows herself no note of complaint. Instead she shares with her reader her enthusiasm for the little things of life,- birds, flowers, animals, everyday companions -- and the portrait of her lovely mother. This might achieve a small and special audience. Limited.