A delicious feminist romp through the Celtic twilight, which is funny touching and inspiring.
The book tells the story of a young feminist journalist cynically dispatched to the "utter utter isles" by the ultra sexist editor of Calli Telly. For the young woman it is a journey of self discovery which blends beautifully with the stories of other women, both contemporaries and in the deep past before women's spirituality was submerged in Christian orthodoxy.
One of the best features of this book is that it challenges all orthodoxy including that of feminism and is far from being universally flattering in it's portrayal of women.Anyone who has had dealings with the women's movement will find themselves sniggering in recognition at some of the "types" described as Ellen Galford pokes gentle fun at some of the more poe faced elements of sisterhood. Some of the humour is definately based on "in" jokes. However, the writing is so rich and warm, the pace so compulsive and the characters so well-drawn that even those not deeply emersed in the "wimmin thing" are sure to enjoy it and even some enlightened men will probably get a kick out of it.
More seriously the book addresses the repression and prejudice that can be rife in a closed community. It then takes it on with humour and power and of course a huge chunk of wish fulfilment that will warm the heart of lesbian/feminist.
I loved this book and read it for the first time in one long sitting while enjoying a bout of flu, then reread it so often that my copy eventually fell apart.
Buy this book,curl up on the sofa with a plaid rug, a hot toddy, your favourite cat and enjoy.