Canine Cavalcade. By Frank Kendall. (Quality Press, 8s. 6d.) Reviewed by JAMES GILBERT
UNTIL a week or so ago you could have seen Frank Kendall any Sunday selling the CATHOLIC HERALD outside .the Brompton Oratory. Now he has left England again and gone back to Spain whence this story began.
With their seven dogs, his courageous wife and he set out from Madrid to walk to London. All their worldly goods they loaded on to a home-made push cart. And they pushed--across Spain, across the Pyrenees, across France, back home to England.
It was an almost incredible effort. They were practically penniless all the way. Begging, scrounging, they got along somehow. And Canine Cavalcade is Frank's own light-hearted travel-talk of this odd journey. It is well worth reading.
A few years ago he was a dance band leader in Madrid. The Kendall Six were the ex-Queen of Spain's favourite artistes. Those were happy days for Frank and his wife. Then came bad days for Spain, and the Kendalls lost everything, too. The British Consul would repatriate them, but would do nothing about their dogs, and rather than give up their seven fast friends (half Samoyed, half bull terrier) they set out to walk home. They arrived back in England after four months of hard luck and hardships, which I'm sure were very happy days all the same.
And Frank could find no work. He just ioined the ranks of the unemployed