SHORTLISTED FOR THE AUTHORS' CLUB BEST FIRST NOVEL AWARD 2012In the house where Marie lives, the cutlery is running wild Madness and fairy story creep hand in hand in this darkly comic tale.
At the top of a narrow driveway there is a shambling Victorian house full of dust and stairs.
The walls inside are ancient emulsion, sloughing off the distemper walls in gorgeous ribbons.
The mice that infest the dining room chimney-breast are living out their own dreams and nightmares, learning voodoo and.