Brett Evans

And you think, well, okay, he's got to solve why he's getting these boxes.

And lo and behold, people start turning up and they're looking for boxes too.

And before you know it, people are getting hit on the backs of the heads with shovels and someone's shooting at him.

And it turns into a rural crime thriller.

And that's the story.

Yeah, I suppose so.

I mean, I think that's also a sort of plotting device.

I suspect you and I might have had a different response to this book.

I tried to get into it, but the plot would often sort of dismay me and hold me back.

But yeah, he's a lonely man and he's intent on being lonely.

There's people around him who want to help him and he's pushing them away.

And yeah, he's ordering pump valves from China and they arrive and it's

That's the only time anyone connects with him during the course of his day.

And his farm is going to rack and ruin.

It's the family farm.

It's been in the family for decades.

He's not sowing the oats.

He's not sowing the wheat.

The weeds are growing in his mother's old garden.

The only part of the garden that he looks after is actually the grave of someone who is very close to him.