It was a seventy-something year old woman - in the 1940s! But then she later says she doesn't approve of the women having premarital sex. Better it's your virginity than your home or your life.' Was it a rascally young soldier who said this? Or one of the female pilots? No. Here's a direct quote from the book: 'But there's a war on, we all got something to lose. I feel like there were a lot of characters who had more modern ideas.

I saw another review say that the women didn't have to be pilots they could have worked in a factory or any other job and the story wouldn't have change - I have to agree. Every second person was cheating on their spouse or sleeping with someone else's boyfriend! None of them had a conscious or ever really felt bad for anything they did. The story would have been interesting had all the characters not been terrible people. The sentences were choppy and there were bits of punctuation missing. I wasn't too keen on the writing style of this book. But when Izzy finds herself falling for the charms of a dashing American doctor it is to Julia and Clare that she turns for help. She would love to be as worldly as her flighty housemate, Julia, or as sophisticated as society wife Clare. Izzy also feels distinctly out of place among the more upper class ladies of the ATA. Her father is against the whole notion of women flying - he certainly wouldn't approve of her becoming a 'spitfire girl'. The only cloud on the horizon is having to lie to her father about her exact role in the ATA. Having learned to fly in a travelling circus before the war, she's now joined the Air Transport Auxiliary as one of their few female pilots and is having the time of her life. Vicar's daughter Izzy feels hugely guilty that she's having a very good war. Once, she'd seen a couple entangled in their own not-as-private-as-they-thought rapture on a sun-soaked moor. She thought she could write a book about the things she'd seen from above - herds of deer, hundreds of them, rippling across hilltops, houses.people small as matchstick men.

Izzy's War by Isla Dewar