ABSTRACT
When Alun Munslow invited me to write an autobiographical essay for Rethinking History, I most happily and gladly decided to accept the invitation. I felt much honoured by it; moreover, I regard Alun highly as founder and editor of this journal, admire him as a historical theorist and respect him as a friend. So, understandably, I had no hesitations. But now that the moment has come to sit down and write the essay, I am beginning to have my doubts about the wisdom of my decision. I mean, many if not most of the readers of this journal will not be familiar with my writings: so why should they be interested at all in an account of my intellectual biography (Domanska 1998) and in how I arrived at what I have written in the course of the past two decades?
