It grabs you from the first page - the eerie setting of the midland canal system in the thirties, when much of the countrie's transport was carried out on the extensive system of waterways. -
It's not a whodunnit, we watch the crime unfold between the cuckolded landlord of a pub by a canal and the stoic, hard, disappointed from life bargeman Ezra - to kill the love rival for a sum of money.
It seems the perfect crime - the perpetrator and the murderer in spirit being not recognizably connected. But there are random circumstances, and an inspector who has an eye and a mind for them. He is lovingly portrayed, a man who relaxes by hoeing his garden, reading Thomas Hardy and making love to his wife in the middle of the night.
I was drawn in to the story, the era, the hardship and limited lives of the people made very real by precise, sparse prose - reminiscing, like one critic pointed out, of Zola. Brillant read