These wonderful new stories by Gareth Cadwallader, published to early critical acclaim are darkly funny, melancholic, generous, mildly exasperated and elegantly wrought; above all as the sum of their parts, they satisfy WriteSideLeft’s favourite exhaustive definition of irony:

A multiplicity of points of view.

Yes, that multiplicity requires we hear or read , we spot the still sad voice of humanity (though we’re quite cheerful and delighted) or if you prefer, the signal in the noise of those points of view.

We’re so confident that you will that we’re going to eat our iced non plain vanilla words