![]() I only really enjoy it when I’m alone, at home.”Įleanor confesses to an unconventional upbringing. ![]() Until the weekend, when she buys at least two bottles of vodka to make the time pass until she can go to work again. The only day that is slightly different is Wednesday, when she speaks to Mummy. ![]() She works, she buys food, she goes home to her council flat, she sleeps. “When the silence and the aloneness press down and around me, crushing me, carving through me like ice, I need to speak aloud sometimes, if only for proof of life.”Īlthough she has a degree in Classics, she works in the unexciting field of accounting – keeping the books for a digital design firm in Glasgow. She is quirky, strange, highly intelligent, judgmental, and lonely. Yes, she is socially inept (to put in mildly), yes, she can be rude, abrasive, intolerant, and even (unknowingly) unkind. ![]() I was, as I had mentioned, perfectly fine.”įrom page one of this marvelous book, I loved Eleanor. ![]() When strangers say they are ‘fine’, they are usually not – and everyone is essentially a stranger to Eleanor. If you fell off a cliff and someone stumbled across your prone body on the ground and asked “How are you?” and you replied “I’m fine”. ![]()
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