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The way home : tales from a life without technology / Mark Boyle.

By: Material type: TextTextPublisher: London : Oneworld, 2019Description: xix, 266 pages : illustrations ; 24 cmContent type:
  • text
Media type:
  • unmediated
Carrier type:
  • volume
ISBN:
  • 9781786076007
  • 1786076004
  • 9781786076021
  • 1786076020
Subject(s): Genre/Form:
Contents:
Knowing my place -- Winter -- Spring -- Summer -- Autumn -- The complexities of simplicity -- Postscript -- A short note on the free hostel.
Summary: "'It was 11pm when I checked my email for the last time and turned off my phone for what I hoped would be forever.' No running water, no car, no electricity or any of the things it powers: the internet, phone, washing machine, radio or light bulb. Just a wooden cabin, on a smallholding, by the edge of a stand of spruce. In this honest and lyrical account of a remarkable life without modern technology, Mark Boyle explores the hard won joys of building a home with his bare hands, learning to make fire, collecting water from the spring, foraging and fishing. What he finds is an elemental life, one governed by the rhythms of the sun and seasons, where life and death dance in a primal landscape of blood, wood, muck, water, and fire--much the same life we have lived for most of our time on earth. Revisiting it brings a deep insight into what it means to be human at a time when the boundaries between man and machine are blurring."--Publisher's website.
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Adult Book Adult Book Main Library NonFiction 640 B792 Available 33111009692696
Total holds: 0

Enhanced descriptions from Syndetics:

An honest, radical and moving account of life off the grid.

It was 11pm when I checked my email for the last time and turned off my phone for what I hoped would be forever.

No running water, no car, no electricity or any of the things it powers: the internet, phone, washing machine, radio or light bulb. Just a wooden cabin, on a smallholding, by the edge of a stand of spruce.

In this upfront and lyrical account of a remarkable life without modern technology, Mark Boyle explores the hard won joys of building a home with his bare hands, learning to make fire, collecting water from the spring, foraging and fishing.

What he finds is an elemental life, one governed by the rhythms of the sun and seasons, where life and death dance in a primal landscape of blood, wood, muck, water, and fire - much the same life we have lived for most of our time on earth. Revisiting it brings a deep insight into what it means to be human at a time when the boundaries between man and machine are blurring.

***

'Boyle's memoir of his first year off-grid is fascinating... A poetic meditation on the almost-mystical benefits of falling in sync with nature.' --New Statesman

'A warts-and-all look at an extreme way of life, but one that, by the end of this engrossing book, makes the world around it seem dysfunctional.' --Irish Independent, BOOK OF THE YEAR 2019

'A beautiful and thought-provoking story that will inspire you to live differently. Mark asks the most fundamental questions then sets out to live the answers.' Lily Cole, model and activist

Includes bibliographical references (pages 263-266).

Knowing my place -- Winter -- Spring -- Summer -- Autumn -- The complexities of simplicity -- Postscript -- A short note on the free hostel.

"'It was 11pm when I checked my email for the last time and turned off my phone for what I hoped would be forever.' No running water, no car, no electricity or any of the things it powers: the internet, phone, washing machine, radio or light bulb. Just a wooden cabin, on a smallholding, by the edge of a stand of spruce. In this honest and lyrical account of a remarkable life without modern technology, Mark Boyle explores the hard won joys of building a home with his bare hands, learning to make fire, collecting water from the spring, foraging and fishing. What he finds is an elemental life, one governed by the rhythms of the sun and seasons, where life and death dance in a primal landscape of blood, wood, muck, water, and fire--much the same life we have lived for most of our time on earth. Revisiting it brings a deep insight into what it means to be human at a time when the boundaries between man and machine are blurring."--Publisher's website.

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