Naomi Deluca Deluca itibaren 14430 Putot-en-Auge, Francia itibaren 14430 Putot-en-Auge, Francia

You need to read this one.

A dysfunctional Irish family gathers for the funeral of Liam, the most difficult of the dozen children. Some wonderful passages, particularly those describing characters (“He is the kind of man who looks like he should be wearing a bowler hat … Charlie is only ever passing through … It seems that he has information to impart though, after he has gone, it is often hard to know what that information might have been … He makes people feel warm and uncertain, as though they might have been conned – but of what? … By then, the things that go wrong with people's faces had gone thoroughly wrong with theirs; Rose's mouth pulled into a jag of disapproval, my mother's gaze now watery and vague … The problem with Liam was never something big. The problem with Liam was always a hundred small things. He had cigarettes but no matches, did I have matches? Yes, but the match breaks, the match doesn't strike, he can't light these cheap Albanian trash matches. Why don't I have a lighter?”), but all in all, the surly, self-pitying narrator is too much to take. The 2007 Booker Prize winner.

I enjoyed this. I didn't find it life changing, I don't rate it as one of my favourite books but I am glad I picked it up in the Oxfam bookshop!