Ever since Aldous Jones careened over the handlebars of his bicycle in 1955 and landed next to Farmer Evans's first field, it has become a tradition for him to take his family camping in Wales. As the years pass, Aldous's family idyll starts to disintegra
Ever since Aldous Jones careened over the handlebars of his bicycle in 1955 and landed next to Farmer Evans's first field, it has become a tradition for him to take his family camping in Wales. As the years pass, Aldous's family idyll starts to disintegrate and the farm becomes a place drenched in memory.
