This is a quietly wonderful book - the characters are complex but pictured sympathetically in a way that makes them all positve, even when they are difficult and almost anti-hero types (the bi-polar compulsive artist whose work is far more important to her than her children, her bi-polar drop out daughter roaming europe, and three sons all different and in their own way challenged) And yet this is an immensely postive and caring novel that made me feel hopeful and warm. The evocations of the certainties and claustrophobia of childhood are incredible, time and again I found myself thinking “yes it was like that, how could I have forgotten ?”
A good read, a good story and well worth reading. Get it now!