Publisher's Synopsis
Mrs Calder is frail and distracted. She annoys her daughter by living in disorder, taking up with vagrants, hanging around churchyards and giving free rein to her imagination (she thinks about her doctor with no clothes on). But the real hindrances to right perception in this tale, and throughout Marjorie Ann Watts's exhilarating second collection, produced at the tender age of ninety-eight, are not the fantasies by which we sustain ourselves but the suffocating illusions of others.
Marjorie Ann Watts’s previous book was described by Salley Vickers as ‘shrewdly observed and wickedly funny’. The stories in this new collection, rooted in the interplay between past and present, demonstrate that age is no less immune to surprise and discovery than childhood.
