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"These two stories for people young and old, illustrated by Alexander Sebley, are rich, strange and funny." Orange Blossom Press.
Keep walking through the cannon smoke, it drives ’em crazy. Gareth Rees.
"My stomach felt small and tender, shrunken." Lights Edmund Davie.
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The narrator lives in an unnamed city and the action takes course over a 24 hour period from dawn. A burning electronic device thrown through a front window wakes a sleeper. Our hero walks the streets of the city all day, meeting his girlfriend Anne several times and visiting his friend Gerald to collect the wreckage of the device. Gerald has been writing a book and lives amongst the manuscript. The narrator takes the device to be fixed, describes buildings and other features of the city, visits bookshops, bars and a gallery, and plays some music at a concert, after which Anne leaves him for good. The protagonist then returns home to copy out Gerald's book, then goes back to Gerald's house to throw the device through the front window. Along the way the narrator has visions, hallucinations and imaginary experiences, tells a little of his background and indulges in quasi-philosophical musing and pseudo-mystical speculation.
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LP £15 Here I sit with a can in my hand, Carnation milk, the best in the land. No tits to pull or shit to throw. Just poke a hole and let it flow. -Late Uncle Thomas Dennison. |