I'VE ALWAYS LOVED MY NAME

This is a lyrical, tightly structured ebulliently detailed memoir, meticulous in its recollection of lives lived dangerously in the glamorous milieu of post-war London's notorious West End. But above all, a tender redemption of Russian father memories that crucially informed the writers life. Born into a bohemian world of eccentric doting parents and by virtue of his father's extraordinary life, Arkadi is absorbed into the protective fraternity of Soho's exotic 'demi-monde'. And by counterpoint,