‘The leaves of the plane trees were turning, and made faint dry rustling sounds when a breeze passed through them. Strafford found himself longing for the dense, drooping heaviness of summer foliage‘. Reflecting on John Banville’s (2023) ‘The Lock-Up’.
‘The leaves of the plane trees were turning, and made faint dry rustling sounds when a breeze passed through them. Strafford found himself longing for the dense, drooping heaviness of summer foliage‘.[1] Reflecting on John Banville’s (2023) ‘The Lock-Up’ London, Faber. Book Cover When novelists you like start writing novels in a serial form, it takes … More ‘The leaves of the plane trees were turning, and made faint dry rustling sounds when a breeze passed through them. Strafford found himself longing for the dense, drooping heaviness of summer foliage‘. Reflecting on John Banville’s (2023) ‘The Lock-Up’.











