"There's a journey we must go on, and no more delay ..."
I'm still not really sure what the journey actually was to be honest. The plot, in it's most literal sense, is about an elderly couple called Beatrice and Axl and their journey to find their son. Alongside that there is some Arthurian legend, ogres, Saxons, strange monks and a dragon, that all sounds quite exciting but somehow I found myself struggling to muster the enthusiasm to open the book and keep reading.
It's a very hard book to review because so much of it is "literary fiction" and the meaning and symbolism was just lost on me, I knew there was something there I wasn't grasping and I've finished the book with no more clarity than when I started. The best way I can describe it is like wandering through someone else's dream where the small meanings are so personal that you don't notice them and the story makes no sense and keeps jumping around aimlessly.