David Randall, 2019.
Largely autographical, the book could be argued as a well written defence of suburbia through retrospective and amusing annotates on adolescent life in boring middleclass suburbia in the 1950's to 1970's.
Randall focuses on the social history of the domestic, but touches on marginal spaces such as the nearby woods he played in as a child. They also mention abandoned cars.
And so down at the woods, untroubled by dogs, and unscolded by the passing grown-ups who infested the local park and so often had a chiding comment as they passed ('Do you have to kick that ball against the fence, young man?'), we could while away whole summers with what we found in the woods.