The Way Out of Berkeley Square

'I'm thirty, and I'm stuck'Arabella is on an increasingly desperate quest for freedom, from her overbearing father and her overtly absent brother. But her quest for self-actualisation ends up leading her into the orbit of a happily married man. The opening moves of their love affair are a spiky and self-conscious game of chess. Complete with rainy London streets, awful food, devastating kisses and agonising introspection, this is pure Rosemary Tonks.`Writing like this¿is far too beautiful and accomplished to be kept off the shelf. It catches like nothing else the smogs, the rodentine genes, the murky post-War grays, the lurking sexual violence of London¿ Michael Hoffman, Poetry Foundation