When winter comes, man and dog are snowed in. With stocks of wine and bread depleted, they pass the time squabbling over scraps, debating who will eat the other first. Spring brings a more sinister discovery that threatens to break Adelmo Farandola’s already faltering grip on reality: a man’s foot poking out of the receding snow.
Adelmo is a man after my own heart – he doesn’t like people and prefers to spend his life living alone out of the way in the mountains, roaming the valleys and venturing into town only when he needs supplies. He seems to find comfort in the solitude, but sometimes being alone so much plays games on your mind and that is what is explored brilliantly, and beautifully in this book.
I didn’t quite know what to make of this book from the start but the more time you spend with Adelmo, then the more you get to understand his ways. But the more time you spend in his presence, the more you realise his mind isn’t quite coping with life – he is forgetting about trips he’s made to the town or people he has spoken to, and resents the fact that a ranger keeps an eye on him as he sees it as interfering and just wants to be left alone.
The only friendship he seems to allow is with a dog who starts hanging around him, and won’t be scared off and it was really quite touching to see moments shared between them – they really form a sweet bond and he begins to feel quite settled having him around. He doesn’t feel threatened by the dog as he seems to do with people. To him, the things happening seem so real so when he meets people who recount the story differently, he feels extremely threatened and scared by their recollection.
I loved how it explores the fragility of the mind, set in spectacular surroundings, and the language used was just the perfect pitch of showing how loneliness can take its’ toll – it’s dark, touching, tragic, funny and heartbreaking and for a book of only 120 pages it really packs a punch and will stay with me for quite some time.
A new month, a new Monday! So that means music! Hosted by Drew over at The Tattooed Book Geek, the Music Monday tag allows you to share a song/video you love!
I’ve chosen a local Essex band today who I learnt about from the old Sky One show MUST BE THE MUSIC, in which they came second. This is the song ‘Dave’ taken from their album Generation Silenced. And I love them!!
I’m Dirty Suzanna I’ve got problems with grammar So boy where’s your manners Come buy me a slammer She said how you doing Welcome to Canning Town I ain’t got much money And I talk real funny Now let me in the back of your van Now I’ve had a couple of drinks But you look a bit of alright And I put your band sticker on me Primark knickers And I think that might have broken the ice She told me her brother was a thief Her dad got nicked for knocking out a coppers teeth Her mum stayed home washing all the pots and pans And when her old man came home he knocked her round And she told me her mother was on meph Her daddy used to run with the ICF I like getting out now then to catch a breath and meet a bloke or two And that’s when she said I’m dirty Suzanna I’ve got problems with grammar Some say it’s my stammer But it’s not, not my fault So boy where’s your manners Come buy me a slammer And you’ll get laid And I will call you Dave Yeah, I will call you Dave Even though your name is Steve She said that her last fella He was a proper upmarket guy Said he took her to the races And all the nice places like Nandos and TGI She reached for her sambucca As I notice her tattoo It was a love heart with Steve It was written down her sleeve Yeah my last bloke was called Dave too She told me she struggled with her speech And ducked a lot of school to go hang out on the street She tried so hard even spoken therapy No matter what she tried said they never worked for me She told me she never had no friends But made a few acquaintances’ by opening her legs I think you and me we could probably go the length and have a sprog or two And that’s when she said I’m dirty Suzanna I’ve got problems with grammar Some say it’s my stammer But it’s not, not my fault So boy where’s your manners Come buy me a slammer And you’ll get laid And I will call you Dave Yeah, I will call you Dave Even though your name is Steve Oooo ooo Suzanna, Oooo ooo Suzanna She said lets go out Lets go out to the cinema There’s a Vue in Beckton or Dagenham And it really ain’t that far You can bring the big van I’ll bring the condoms and we can **** all through the night That’s why they call me dirty Suzanne And if I should have a baby We’ll get a council flat Or maybe get a council house Nah, you need three kids for that You can take me shopping to Lakeside if we’re flash And we’ll have all we need Child Benefits and cash I’m dirty Suzanna I’ve got problems with grammar Some say it’s my stammer But it’s not, not my fault I’m dirty Suzanna I’ve got problems with grammar Some say it’s my stammer But it’s not, not my fault So boy where’s your manners Come buy me a slammer And you’ll get laid And I will call you Dave Yeah, I will call you Dave Even though your name is…… Steve