Powder Monkey by Karen Sainsbury.
I loved this. It's unusual to find something as fresh and funny. I laughed out loud in places. You have to enjoy black humour and understand the irony to fully appreciate this book. I found the main character, Keith McNab endearing and sympathetically drawn. I felt for him as he encountered sex for the first time, had his first job in a bottle factory working on the night shift, travelling there on the works bus surrounded by glue sniffers and all for a pitance to pay off his brother's debts. I greatly enjoyed all the other attempts at work he had. Cleaning out the dead budgies from his neighbour's aviary with the reward of a weak glass of squash and a packet of biscuits past their sell-by date. His visits to the old folk's home where his mam worked to help spreading the meanest amount of butter on damp slices of white bread for their tea, where all the residents thought he was their own son, even the ones who'd never had children.
Nearly everyone in Keith's life is portrayed as replusive and absurd but Karen Sainsbury manages to make them all believable and funny.
Against all the farcical horror of Keith's day to day life is the backdrop of the open skies viewed through the antique telescope Keith buys with his inheritance from a dead aunt who is discovered by Keith's brother at the beginning of the book, rotting in her chair covered in cobwebs and still holding a month old copy of the Sun. The cosmos symbolises the unending possibilities of life. Keith glimpses them and struggles to touch them. Karen Sainsbury captures the confusing world of a seventeen year old child/man.Sucking lollies on the on the swings in the park one minute and fathering a premature baby the next. All of this a tremendous mixture of pathos and humour.Amazing that this was written by a woman. I can imagine this book becoming a cult amongst the student population and I look forward to reading more by this author.