The Grey Boneyard of Fifties England
Iain Sinclair, 22 August 1996
“... sense that the narrative, if you don’t keep your wits about you, will carry you somewhere you’d rather not go. What is the source of this confidence? Perhaps it derives from the author’s name. It can’t be easy in the current climate of headbanging provincialism, rap scripts, scratch ’n’ sniff novellas, to have to answer to ‘Tim’. A moniker ... ”
