‘One of the best books I have ever read. Incredibly moving’ Elton John
‘I cant recommend it too highly’ Helen Macdonald
‘Ranks among the best modern coming-of-age memoirs’ Sunday Times
‘Where Helen Macdonald’s H Is For Hawk meets Gerald Durrell’s My Family And Other Animals … Remarkable’ Daily Mail
‘Beautiful, wise, compassionate and powerful’ Isabella Tree
This is a story about birds and fathers.
About the young magpie that fell from its nest in a Bermondsey junkyard into Charlie Gilmour’s life – and swiftly changed it. Demanding worms around the clock, riffling through his wallet, sharing his baths and roosting in his hair…
About the jackdaw kept at a Cornish stately home by Heathcote Williams, anarchist, poet, magician, stealer of Christmas, and Charlie’s biological father who vanished from his life in the dead of night.
It is a story about repetition across generations and birds that run in the blood; about a terror of repeating the sins of the father and a desire to build a nest of one’s own.
It is a story about change – from wild to tame; from sanity to madness; from life to death to birth; from freedom to captivity and back again, via an insane asylum, a prison and a magpie’s nest.
And ultimately, it is the story of a love affair between a man and a magpie.
‘An incisive, funny and at times traumatic study of the damage done by destructive father-son relationships and the struggle to smash generational cycles’ Evening Standard
‘A personal reckoning which is simultaneously brutal and joyous. I was entranced’ Cathy Rentzenbrink
‘A beautiful book – it made me cry’ Simon Amstell
‘I cant recommend it too highly’ Helen Macdonald
‘Ranks among the best modern coming-of-age memoirs’ Sunday Times
‘Where Helen Macdonald’s H Is For Hawk meets Gerald Durrell’s My Family And Other Animals … Remarkable’ Daily Mail
‘Beautiful, wise, compassionate and powerful’ Isabella Tree
This is a story about birds and fathers.
About the young magpie that fell from its nest in a Bermondsey junkyard into Charlie Gilmour’s life – and swiftly changed it. Demanding worms around the clock, riffling through his wallet, sharing his baths and roosting in his hair…
About the jackdaw kept at a Cornish stately home by Heathcote Williams, anarchist, poet, magician, stealer of Christmas, and Charlie’s biological father who vanished from his life in the dead of night.
It is a story about repetition across generations and birds that run in the blood; about a terror of repeating the sins of the father and a desire to build a nest of one’s own.
It is a story about change – from wild to tame; from sanity to madness; from life to death to birth; from freedom to captivity and back again, via an insane asylum, a prison and a magpie’s nest.
And ultimately, it is the story of a love affair between a man and a magpie.
‘An incisive, funny and at times traumatic study of the damage done by destructive father-son relationships and the struggle to smash generational cycles’ Evening Standard
‘A personal reckoning which is simultaneously brutal and joyous. I was entranced’ Cathy Rentzenbrink
‘A beautiful book – it made me cry’ Simon Amstell
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Reviews
[An] affecting and beautifully written memoir.
This stunning memoir flashes with as many colours as its enchanting subject, and draws us into a world of eccentric characters impossible to predict or forget. Savage, mischievous, moving, sublime
The best piece of nature writing since H is for Hawk, and the most powerful work of biography I have read in years. It announces Charlie Gilmour as a major new writing talent
A beautiful book, sensitive and compelling - it made me cry
A wonderful, moving book. His account of raising a young magpie offers a lovely insight into this fascinating bird
What a book! I was entranced. A personal reckoning which is simultaneously brutal and joyous. It's full of light. I want to tell everyone about it
The extraordinary story of an extraordinary family
A good time in a weird way - I have never read anything so filthy
Beautiful, wise, compassionate and powerful, Featherhood is one of those rare, enchanted books that sings to the soul of what it is to be
A profound exploration of grief, fragmented families, nature versus nurture and whether we are doomed to repeat the sins of our fathers. But it is also a gladdening celebration of what it is to nurture and bring forth new life.
Featherhood is an incisive, funny and at times traumatic study of the damage done by destructive father-son relationships and the struggle to smash generational cycles.
I loved Featherhood. About nature and growth, about belonging and not belonging, it is beautiful
Utterly absorbing, astonishingly well-written, full of heart, Featherhood is the most arresting book I've read for a very long time
Wonderful - I can't recommend it too highly
FEATHERHOOD, it would be tempting to say, is where Helen Macdonald's H Is For Hawk meets Gerald Durrell's My Family And Other Animals. But Charlie Gilmour's memoir is so original and ingeniously wrought, it stands on its own as a book to which others will surely be compared... Gilmour's language is as precise as his gaze is forensic. He is something of a magician himself, conjuring whole vivid personalities with a few deft strokes of his pen... He can slay you with his succinct summoning of a small boy's struggles... and he can dazzle you with the gem-like images of nature he creates which, like all writers who draw you into their orbit, thrum with life... Remarkable.'
A soaring debut... A sincere and searing tale of loss, addictive despair, the redemptive power of love, the natural world and a shit-dropping, feather-moulting talking magpie... This will undoubtedly be held up alongside H Is for Hawk, Helen Macdonald's memoir that saw her tame her grief and a bird of prey in her living room. But Featherhood is an equal, if not better, work of magpie investigation that ranks among the best modern coming-of-age memoirs.
Emotional, touching and often odd, Gilmour's memoir about two key relationships - one with his late father and the other with a magpie - lingers long after the final page.
Featherhood is one of the best books I've ever read. I urge you to seek it out, buy it, and be enchanted. It's incredibly moving and I loved every single page
It is wise, self-aware, never forced, often funny, beautifully crafted, and, in the end, as moving as Kes, that other great work about a boy who is given the gift of liberation by a bird.
I'm having a lovely time with Featherhood by Charlie Gilmour. He is such a tender writer, the book is a magical encounter with birds and fathers.
Touching and true, with flashes of black humour, it's a fascinating story. It's also a brilliant examination of nature vs nurture. Gilmour is certainly a born writer.
Written with economy, insight, and rare beauty - a perfect nature memoir for our times
A tender coming-of-age memoir. It's an intelligent debut that shows that Gilmour, for all his celebrity family connections, is undoubtedly a remarkable writer in his own right.
Featherhood is an incisive, funny and at times traumatic study of the damage done by destructive father-son relationships.
Gilmour's unforgettable memoir is both a beautiful piece of nature writing about caring for a magpie and a brutally honest account of his difficult relationship with his late father, the poet Heathcote Williams.
A delicately choreographed story of salvation through a bird, with echoes of Barry Hines's classic A Kestrel For A Knave.
Bird and author explore this explosive terrain in an exhilarating dance of transformation, from wild to tame, captivity to freedom and darkness to light.
Gilmour... is fearless in sharing himself with readers. As he works through his relationships, the emotional freight is not always subtle, but this comes from a generosity and openness on his part, which, ultimately, is what makes "Featherhood" so lovely and inviting. Gilmour practices no magic here; he distracts the reader with no glitzy baubles. He gives us a man and a bird and tells us, best he can, what they've come to know about the world as it is. He is willing to spill a little blood.
Redemptive, beautifully written and often very funny, this is a moving study of the power of human (and magpie) love to repair even the most wounded heart.