Stories from Java, told with sensitivity and humour by a master storyteller who found himself working for a Japanese company, living in a Javanese village, and acquiring a mother in law who’d taught her daughter all about forest mushrooms. Compulsory reading if you’ve thinking of visiting Indonesia, or you’ve spent part of your life being the white mouse in the brown rat pack anywhere, A++ primer if you’re even thinking of doing either. Fair warning though, if you were born without a sense of humour, you won’t be laughing aloud at times while you’re reading it, and Indonesia definitely isn’t for you!


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