'A British writer to be treasured' Independent on Sunday 'Mills's odd but wonderful books combine the language of a children's story and the strange dry humour of Harold Pinter... This is a writer [whose] apparent simplicity sends your imagination flying in a way that is magical and unique.' Daily Express 'A unique talent... Mills's novels are among the best and most original in recent English fiction.' Literary Review 'Magnus Mills is a genius...an extraordinary individual with a completely unique view of the world, who makes sense of it in totally unexpected and inexplicable ways. It's rare that you finish a book feeling so richly satisfied.' Big Issue
It was the 'envy of the world' and in any other country it would still be in existence today, a proud testament to those who conceived of it. But here, and we only have ourselves to blame, it was destroyed. 'It' is the scheme for full employment, a 'national treasure' where everyone has a job and there's a job for everyone. To the outsider, it looks very much like a utopian landscape for those on the scheme, yet some people have started taking liberties, and they, according to the likes of Len Walker, are jeopardising the future for everyone. A carefully choreographed network of pristine warehouses and odd little Univans (there are even Univan enthusiasts, who sound alarmingly akin to train spotters) ensure a full day's activity for the Scheme's workforce. That absolutely nothing gets done at the end of the day suits everyone fine, and leaves them free to work out how to develop their own sidelines or simply get an 'early swerve', which is scheme-speak for finishing before the normal eight-hour day has expired. Unfortunately a schism develops in the once-united workforce, with the flat-dayers squaring up against the early swervers, who they see as chancers. None of the characters is aware that they themselves are on the cusp of bringing about the demise of their 'glorious summer'. In this delightfully original book, erstwhile bus driver and award-winning writer Magnus Mills brings to life a wonderfully realized world of jobsworths and bluffers, Gold Badge-wielding superintendents and scams, dockets to be signed and an almost addictive reliance on cups of tea. As the farcical comings and goings of the superbly crafted bureaucracy unfold, the question 'why' springs to mind, and the answer sums up the perfect pointlessness of the scheme itself - 'that's just how it is'. (Kirkus UK)
Mills's fourth novel (after Three to See the King, 2001) is a kind of parody of British working-class life, where truck drivers are paid to deliver unneeded auto parts for other drivers to retrieve. Talk about the Welfare State: The blue-collar yobs who work for the Scheme not only perform no useful labor whatsoever but want to cut corners doing it. The Scheme is a large labor project made up of vans, van drivers, van parts, and van depots. The drivers report to depots at eight in the morning and receive their vans, schedules, and cargoes, which they then drop off at other depots. It may seem like work, but it's not, really, since all those parts simply circulate and are never used or replenished-rather like the water in a shopping-mall fountain. The Scheme is much admired by the British public and held almost sacred by those who work for it, but there are problems. The workforce is badly divided, with one group (the Flat-Dayers) insisting that no driver should go home early even if he finishes his rounds before five o'clock, and another group (the Swervers) holding that allowing the drivers to head home early will encourage promptness and efficiency. And there is (by British standards) a fair amount of corruption within the ranks-supervisors who wink at drivers hauling private cargoes in exchange for a cut of the goods, and so on. The unnamed narrator is a veteran, having driven for five years, and he tries to keep out of the internal divisiveness and strife, but when the Flat-Dayers call a strike, he's forced to make his stand. It will cost him trouble either way, not to mention a few friendships, but this is the price of being a decent Briton on the dole. Very subtle, almost Swiftian, satire that will go over the heads of most Americans-and even those who get it aren't likely to rupture themselves with laughter. (Kirkus Reviews)