This is a book of nine short stories, written at various times and some of them previously published elsewhere. It is impressive that they are all very different: settings range in place and time from mythological Greece to a settlement … Continue reading →
This is one of those must-read books which I somehow never got round to until now. It’s one of Bradbury’s early works, written in 1953 under the shadow of The Bomb and the beginnings of the Cold War; it has … Continue reading →
The best science fiction is more than just whizz-bang intergalactic travel and weird aliens. It explores the implications of real aspects of human knowledge and poses interesting questions about them. This is what Dave Hutchinson does in “Acadie”, though I … Continue reading →
It’s sixteen years since I read and reviewed Tim Moore’s “French Revolutions“, his first cycling book. Since then he’s written several other books including one about the notorious 1914 Giro d’Italia, “Gironimo”, in which he rides a vintage bike around … Continue reading →
Rachel Clarke’s account of life as a junior doctor in the NHS is based around the industrial dispute in 2016/7 which was ostensibly about seven-day working. Reading it you will laugh and cry, and if you care about the NHS … Continue reading →
When I reviewed Andrew Sykes’ previous book “Along the Med on a Bike Called Reggie” I said I felt it lacked the discipline of a publisher’s editor. I’m delighted to say that for this, his latest book, Sykes has found … Continue reading →
This is the second outing for DI Malcolm Fox in Rankin’s post-Rebus world. I haven’t read the first, but I was disappointed with this book. It has a large – possibly too large – cast of characters but none of … Continue reading →
In this third book featuring lone maverick detective Nick Belsey, he is once again in deep trouble with the Met, facing disciplinary action and a probable charge of murder. Hiding out to postpone the inevitable he accidentally stumbles into the … Continue reading →
This fine, well-written book by David Millar gives a fascinating insight into the world of professional cycle racing. It’s a scrappy, messy, intense, painful world described not through the rose-coloured spectacles of the fan press or the banal commentaries of … Continue reading →
It should have been the perfect art heist carried out by art lovers turned amateur criminals. But the real underworld of Edinburgh came in on the act and things turned unpleasant. No Rebus in this novel, but Rankin hasn’t lost … Continue reading →