This is one of the best kinds of novel. On the surface it has an intriguing, even page-turning, plot with clues and false starts; underneath it explores important themes of love, relationships, belonging, loss and transition. Equally it is peopled with shrewdly drawn characters; hardly a one who hasn't got several layers to their own persona and all bound together into a tightly-bound weft. Plots abound of finding birth parents, suspicions of affairs, even to the century-old intrigue of the razing of Crystal Palace (near which the novel is largely set). At its centre, the heroine, at a mid-life crossroads, deals with issues of career-life management, mothering, worries about her husband and the menopause whilst solving many of life's demands, needs and problems. On the way it draws us into deeper themes of who we are, where we come from and how we get a sense of belonging. It even layers in a spiritual side - which, though superficially seemingly having greater female appeal, not only gives a further transcendental perspective but is itself anchored in the story and crucial to its historical sweep. Deceptively deep and at times heart-rending, this is a novel for today - of finding oneself and what is important in our increasingly fragmented, anonymous and semingly morally adrift society. And it's a thumping good read!