The story then follows Eugene to his new, shiny life in the gritty East End of London and in amongst lots of hairy-arsed builders, if you'll excuse my language. Genn did give many of these labourers/scaffolders and what have you, good and memorable nick-names but again I felt that her softly-softly approach was not fully effective. I wanted more grit. I didn't get it. I often wanted plain English but I didn't get that either. Genn paints a picture of green-behind-the-ears Eugene as he attempts to take in all the noise, the bustle and the heaving crowds of London. He's clearly overwhelmed. But somehow he manages to get up in the morning, report on site and get on with the job. Even although he's rather shy he manages to make new friends and attempts to lead a normal life. We learn that his new landlady and his father had some 'history' between them but Eugene is blissfully unaware of anything. He comes across on the page as a simple young man with simple tastes.
On a slight negative , I found the plot itself to be a little thin, a bit wishy-washy and it left me a little unsatisfied, I have to say. It didn't hold my attention fully and I rushed the book in order to get it finished. I was expecting to like it much better than I did. On a good note, however, the sparring and banter amongst the site workers was natural and fluid with some nice lines in irony and also some humour. With Genn's distinctive style I found that the secondary characters (and even Eugene if I'm totally honest) did not really register or sparkle on the page. I think I would have appreciated a volume of poetry rather than all those meandering, fluffy lines. Overall, didn't quite work for me.
I'd like to thank the publishers for sending a copy to The Bookbag.
If the idea of this book appeals why not try [[The Road Home by Rose Tremain]]? We had our doubts about [[Twisted Agendas by Damian McNicholl]], but you might like to see if it would work for you.
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