I bought this book over two and half years ago while visiting the Dublin Writers Museum because of course I had to leave with at least one book by an Irish author, and Joyce is scary (I also participated in a Literary Pub Crawl of Dublin during that vacation though I think I preferred the one I did in Edinburgh). Anyway, for some reason I never quite got around to reading any of the books I bought on that trip, and I’m trying to both reduce my stack of books, and read at least one book related to the Great War every month this year for the 100 year anniversary, so this seemed like a perfect choice. Overall, it was a solid book – I can’t say I regret leaving it to sit for so long but I certainly enjoyed it. Unfortunately, I also discovered that it’s actually the first part of a trilogy so instead of reducing my list of “books to read” by one, I’ve now added two! Full review.