A decidedly more virile book than Beverley Nichols' Thatched Roof which it suggests in more ways than mere matter of content. For this is again a book about a house, and the problems of an English writer ""gone rustic"" -- and is amusing and thoroughly delightful reading. Nichols tried to inveigle him into choosing a house of his picking -- but it took a puncture to lead Roberts to Pilgrim Cottage, where he settled down to the joys and sorrows of country life, with a garden all his own, and neighbors who occasionally proved too neighborly. Sell to all who like the Nichols' book -- and to those who found it a bit too la-de-da but who like books about houses and gardens.