Anita’s wry and reflective voice takes us around London and its surroundings plus an odd almost non-trip to Bulgaria, via a complicated chronological maze and many indistinct characters. Her memories, triggered by her brother’s wedding, of a tragedy as well as her existence in the shadows of her family, create a fragmented, almost plot-less, and sometimes confusing read but one that is also lyrical, subtle, and strangely charming.
