2006 was a good year for the Book Club ending with this bleak, brilliant novel about a nasty little boy who becomes increasingly jealous of his mother’s new sailor bf.
As perfectly constructed as sushi (oh dear, sorry) and as bitter as a pickled sea cucumber, the whole is a satisfying Japanese feast of post-war pain and suffering.
2006 was a good year for the Book Club ending with this bleak, brilliant novel about a nasty little boy who becomes increasingly jealous of his mother’s new sailor bf.
As perfectly constructed as sushi (oh dear, sorry) and as bitter as a pickled sea cucumber, the whole is a satisfying Japanese feast of post-war pain and suffering.