We’d only travelled a few miles when I started wondering how I could rid myself of the three sunbathers. This might sound churlish but actually I felt I owed them no debt of gratitude.
Our unnamed character continues wandering around a post- apocalyptic Britain, falling in with Sunbathers, getting different jobs, meeting up with past acquaintances, being mistaken for Sunbathers, falling in with a type of mystic who is following the cult followers who are desperate for guidance...all very strange and confusing and everyone like sheep without a shepherd, which must be the whole point.
The final book in the Sunbathers trilogy finally brings the story to an end. Without spoiling things it’s both more of the same and just a little bit different. All together this series is the longest work by Mills but as individual stories they’re quite good and have enough development to keep you entertained.
This could be described as 'more of the same' in terms of following on from the two previous books. While that would be true it doesn't seem fair to this story which does, as much as any Magnus Mills novel ever does, give the story greater conclusion. I love his writing and of course loved this one. I shall miss returning to the Britain that is now a park and seeing what the Park Authority has in store for those that visit. I shall miss the eclectic collection of characters. I know for sure I shall one day make a return trip. Mills never fails to confound, amuse and entertain me and that is the best anyone can ever expect from any author. Another great, slightly foreboding read from a personal favourite.
The third novel in Magnus Mills Sunbathers trilogy, and as others have said, it is more of the same, but to the extent that they really aren’t separate books, and if the double spacing lay out was done away, the three together would make a medium sized book. Not as funny as the earlier books because we have read it all before. Having said all that, its’ whimsicality still made it a fun read. I especially enjoyed the ‘research vehicle’, an 8’ wide motorised greenhouse with a top speed of 20mph, and the hamper with a never depleting supply of packed lunchboxes!
Delightful third installment of the Sunbathers story, with as the religious/social allegory/satire gently/relentlessly unwinds to what I felt to be a satisfying conclusion. Very much looking forward to reading all three one after the other when re-read time comes round...