Don't Lets Go to the Dogs Tonight by Alexandra Fuller. Don't go to the dogs, but do read this autobiography! Fuller is unsentimental, but tender in relaying her memories of her childhood in Africa. It is riveting, sad, intense and immensely readable. Her parents were hard drinking, sometimes neglgent, but loving in their way. And they were really tough, as they had to be, living in Africa at a time when the natives were trying to get out from under British rule and not happy with white settlers. It's remarkably agenda-less, which is nice (though it ticked off a lot of Amazon reviewers who clearly wanted her to have written a different novel than she did).
