Eric Newby was born in London in 1919. In 1938, he joined the four-masted Finnish barque Moshulu as an apprentice and sailed in the last Grain Race from Australia to Europe, by way of Cape Horn. During World War II, he served in the Black Watch and the Special Boat Section. In 1942, he was captured and remained a prisoner-of-war until 1945. He subsequently married the girl who helped him to escape, and for the next fifty years, his wife Wanda was at his side on many adventures. After the war, he worked in the fashion business and book publishing but always travelled on a grand scale, sometimes as the Travel Editor for the Observer. He was made CBE in 1994 and was awarded the Lifetime Achievement Award of the British Guild of Travel Writers in 2001. Eric Newby died in 2006.

Praise for 'Something Wholesale': 'It would strain the imagination to picture this stalwart young adventurer selling women's clothes. We are relieved of the difficulty by his own deliciously funny description ... I read it once and liked it awfully' Evelyn Waugh Praise for Eric Newby: 'Newby is one of the funniest English writers; he more or less invented the modern comic travel book. ... one of our best-loved writers' William Dalrymple, Mail on Sunday 'A marvellous storyteller' Noel Perrin, Washington Post 'Any book by Eric Newby is an event' Len Deighton 'One of the finest and certainly the funniest of British travel writers' Sunday Times 'No one engages his readers more enthusiastically in his adventures, or views the world through fresher eyes. With Eric as tour leader, everything becomes memorable' Christopher Matthew, Daily Mail 'A companion to be chosen above any traveler, past or present, if a real journey were to be made with any writer of books of travel... For it is always Newby we want more of - Newby we sympathise with - Newby's cough, or feet, or dashed hopes, with which we suffer. Without one word of vanity in his books, he emerges effortlessly as the hero of them all' Spectator 'Newby's tremendous enthusiasms ... leave one too exhausted for anything but breathless admiration' Observer

Eric Newby was born in London in 1919. In 1938, he joined the four-masted Finnish barque Moshulu as an apprentice and sailed in the last Grain Race from Australia to Europe, by way of Cape Horn. During World War II, he served in the Black Watch and the Special Boat Section. In 1942, he was captured and remained a prisoner-of-war until 1945. He subsequently married the girl who helped him to escape, and for the next fifty years, his wife Wanda was at his side on many adventures. After the war, he worked in the fashion business and book publishing but always travelled on a grand scale, sometimes as the Travel Editor for the Observer. He was made CBE in 1994 and was awarded the Lifetime Achievement Award of the British Guild of Travel Writers in 2001. Eric Newby died in 2006.

Praise for 'Something Wholesale': 'It would strain the imagination to picture this stalwart young adventurer selling women's clothes. We are relieved of the difficulty by his own deliciously funny description ... I read it once and liked it awfully' Evelyn Waugh Praise for Eric Newby: 'Newby is one of the funniest English writers; he more or less invented the modern comic travel book. ... one of our best-loved writers' William Dalrymple, Mail on Sunday 'A marvellous storyteller' Noel Perrin, Washington Post 'Any book by Eric Newby is an event' Len Deighton 'One of the finest and certainly the funniest of British travel writers' Sunday Times 'No one engages his readers more enthusiastically in his adventures, or views the world through fresher eyes. With Eric as tour leader, everything becomes memorable' Christopher Matthew, Daily Mail 'A companion to be chosen above any traveler, past or present, if a real journey were to be made with any writer of books of travel... For it is always Newby we want more of - Newby we sympathise with - Newby's cough, or feet, or dashed hopes, with which we suffer. Without one word of vanity in his books, he emerges effortlessly as the hero of them all' Spectator 'Newby's tremendous enthusiasms ... leave one too exhausted for anything but breathless admiration' Observer