The opening of this novel is utterly captivating and throughout it is a feast for all the senses, taste, smell, touch as well as conjuring exceptionally vivid pictures.
Intentionally or otherwise, the author seems to me to have caught the zeitgeist of interest in clouds, regional food, and shed science. There were places where it started to lose me in dreamworlds and it is unfortunate that a recurring theme is based on a misapprehension of how belly buttons are created (have I intrigued you yet?) but these detracted very little from the enjoyment.
Fundamentally this is a sad, bleak, flat story of mud and Fen and being dragged down but contains so much
hope within it and the sky is always there. A very readable piece of literature.