I’m not really sure how to
describe this novel. It is the
ramblings of a 30-year-old alcoholic artist about the realities of life on the
Isle of Lewis. He has recently moved
back to Stornoway after some years away in Edinburgh and abroad and spends most
of his time drinking with his friends and acquaintances. The book is funny and sad at the same time and don’t expect a
happy ending because there isn’t one.
It won’t make you want to visit Lewis but it is a strangely compelling
and unusual book. I liked the
translations of Gaelic words and phrases given as footnotes on many of the
pages but thought a pronunciation guide would have been useful. 7/10
Stornoway
Stornoway from Lews Castle grounds
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