One of those books that you know you're going to read again - and one of those books that induces a wry chuckle as you appreciate how good it is. How can anything be this good, and written in this day and age by an ordinary bloke??
It stays with you, with both humour and a very rich melancholy. So difficult to say why it was so good - its understated, no great "hooks" or anything, that narrative demands - and yet you can't put it down, are sorry it ends and wonder if you can leave it alone long enough to recreate the astonishment on a second reading. Nice, haunting rhythms and rhymes, but not to any dogmatic extent - poetry doesn't need to rhyme after all, but this largely does, or at least, chimes rather than rhymes.
Sorry - I'm being vague, and probably unhelpful! But its a life-changer, for me. It sent me flying to Amazon for all other Glyn Maxwell books too.
Wonderful, and will be with me for ever.