Revealing the vast archaeological evidence in support of the existence of Doggerland, as well as its threads of influence in early cultures around the world, Phillips also shows how the fate of this sophisticated ancient culture is a warning from history: the cataclysmic events that happened to the first civilizations could happen again as the world heats up. Female bodies appear solely as grotesque fertility figurines in the old man’s collection of relics – “headless torsos with jutting breasts and smooth fat thighs that stirred strange thoughts [the boy] didn’t know he possessed.

As the old man’s cough worsens and the supply of tins starts to run low, the boy ponders the possibility of his own escape from the wind farm. This item is printed on demand - it takes 3-4 days longer - Neuware -This popular-science book tells the story of one of the most important, but least known major archaeological sites in Europe: Doggerland. Trading Address (Warehouse) Unit E, Vulcan Business Complex, Vulcan Road, Leicester, Leicestershire, LE5 3EB.The news sends shockwaves through the tight-knit island community, and with no leads and no obvious motive for the murder, Karen struggles to find the killer in a race against time. The novel takes its name from the ancient piece of land that once connected Great Britain to the rest of Europe.

Their food comes in tins of homogenised protein and carbohydrate, made in vats not grown in fields as the Old Man explains the supply chain to the Boy (p. He had knotted and unknotted a strap on the bag he was holding - he must have been leaving to go out to the farm that day. The combination of imagination, linguistic precision and the theme of harsh struggle in an unforgiving environment makes it a little reminiscent of Cynan Jones, but the whole thing is rather impressive. No real information is ever given about them, so those for whom extensive detail is a must, this could be slightly frustrating. His first poetry pamphlet, Sky Burials, was published by Worple Press and his poetry and criticism have appeared in numerous outlets.

These custodians of rust are visited at unpredictable intervals from the coast by the menacing Pilot, who moves freely on a small supply vessel, delivering vital but unappetising tinned food. Doggerland is a compelling, finely crafted novel about isolation, selflessness and hope in hopeless circumstances. Although Jem inhabits a sprawling rusting farm of wind turbines some 80 miles in radius in the middle of the North Sea, there is a claustrophobic feel to the setting, with its barren uniformity and a cast tiny – almost Beckett-like – in number.