bookshelves: published-2006, one-penny-wonder, hardback, autumn-2013, paper-read, lit-richer, coventry, wwii, britain-england, aberdeenshire, britain-ireland, britain-scotland, slit-yer-wrists-gloomy, mental-health, plague-disease, bullies, families
Read from September 04 to November 19, 2013
Dedication: To Alice
Opening: They came in the morning, early, walking with the others along tracks and lanes and roads, across fields, down the long low hills which led to the slow pull of the river, down to the open gateways in the city walls, the hours and days of walking showing in the slow shift of their bodies, their breath streaming above them in the cold morning air as the night fell away at their backs.
It is plain that I need to read a third by this author as it seems preposterous that the same author can deliver a 4* of utter brilliance and a 1* of shudder...
McGregor brings some startling human misery to nigh on every character in this book: recreational domestic violence, Alzheimers, abandoned child, bomb sites and madness, all deftly managed and couched in emphatic and competent language. But where has the magical prose that enthralled us in Remarkable Things?
'All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.' - Leo Tolstoy
4* If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things
1* Even The Dogs
3* So Many Ways To Begin