This is a lovely book, and the landscape is a character too. Great story. But why are the men in this book, as in others, either complete ... searching for a politically correct word... @!#@#! .... or dense dopes, groping in the dark, unaware of themselves and others ... preoccupied by their work to the point of lunacy, living in denial, shipwrecked when there's a crisis on hand.... oh dear. Not all of them are twerps (temporarily), some are superb... (Why do I get so intense about these stories!) All goes to making this highly readable and enjoyable. Thank you Anna Jacobs, made my day.