My Chennai reading :P I was thinking to take this to Bessy Reads, but that didn't end up happening. Anyway. This is the first book of Mark Haddon's that I've read that isn't The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time; weirdly I was surprised that he's written other books! I don't know how to compare the two since I read the other one long ago, but this was a nice "slice of life" read.

I'm getting some Crome Yellow vibes, not in the writing style or anything but in the way that and The Red House are both setting us down in a place and observing the people there. There's no "plot" that follows anything as neat as a beginning, development, and ending; the story moves forward merely because life does so, too.