I last read this book after forcing myself to reach the end of an audiobook of Cormac McCarthy's The Road; it was the perfect antidote. I don't want to give you the impression that the two books have nothing whatsoever in common; that would be wrong as they both feature characters walking on roads; there, thankfully, the similarity ends. Leaving aside the superficial advantages of Whyatt's book over McCarthy's- not least being the use of conventional punctuation to aid the reader- the two novels are poles apart, and probably polls apart too. Whereas The Road is endlessly dreary, repetitive and depressing, Svelt is upbeat, bright and whimsical. It is a humorous fantasy, set in a world that seemed, to me at least, part Middle-Earth and part seventies England. Svelt is the main character, an optimistic but not too bright cross between a dwarf and a troll (a drole, perhaps), who sets off on his own mainly pedestrian road trip, encountering a colourful assortment of inventively named characters and places. There is much punning and wordplay. The characters are believable, in spite of their outlandish descriptions, and have distinctive voices. There are later moments of pathos that contrast with the earlier light-heartedness. The writing has a lovely appealing tone. Sometimes my recollections of books suggest colours- Svelt would be bright and rainbow-like.