Imagine cruise missiles come to an American base in South Wales in the 1980s - they are the ominous background to this novel, set among Quakers in a university city; but the writer is more interested in personal tensions - tunnel vision leading to blindness, neighbours who persecute children, burst pipes, sweet chestnuts and funerals. Like the squares on Rubik's cube, the pattern gets muddled: a foreign nuclear submarine is sighted in the Bristol Channel on the day a child is knocked off his bike, a peace camp is attacked as an old man lies ill in hospital.
I’ve loved travelling since I lived in Nigeria and Kenya with our small children. I guess I’ve always been something of an outsider, growing up in Golders Green with a kindly Indian father and a loving but strict Danish mother. I’ve lived nearly all my adult life in the same house in Cardiff, married to the philosopher Robin Attfield; we have seven incredible grandchildren, of whom six survive. Robin and I are both Quakers. After history at Oxford I was briefly a teacher, a shop assistant and a journalist. I then took a degree in computing and set up and managed a database about housing research for Cardiff University before joining the Big Issue Cymru as a proof-reader. My previous published works, all paperbacks, are available on Amazon, with details on my website www.attfieldduttbooks.co.uk and my blog http://leeladutt.wordpress.com. These paperbacks include an affectionate collection of short stories about modern Quakers entitled Kingfisher Blue. I enjoy writing about people and events that make me laugh…