How can the story of the colonisation of Australia be told without including the ravaging details? In short, it can't and Grenveill does not hold back in her, sometimes very uncomfortable, detail.
William Thornhill, after a sad chain of occurences escapes the death sentence, which is waved over his head and is transported, along with his wife to the new colony in Australia...a sentence, which to some is far worse.
Indeed in this day and age we would think "what is so bad about that?"
After almost a year on board the ship they are faced with a climate and landscape, which is unforgiving and very different to their London home. Each day his wife counts the days down to when they can return to England, each day more trials envelop the emancipated settlers not least their relationship with the aborigines.
The British beggars, thieves and murderers, transported from Britain face a race, which they are afraid of for their calmness and ability to seep into and out of the jungle, their ability to spear anything and their ability simply to survive.
This is a brutal novel in some areas and leaves a bitter taste in the mouth, but still absolutely fantastic and perfect for both male and female readers. If you only invest in one book this year, make it this one. If only to make you realise what the colonials did to the indigenous peoples of the world less than three hundred years ago.