Madelaine's face doesn't fit. Labelled "mad Elaine" at school, she is now in her thirties and unfashionable. Fourteen and a half stone with a mole on her chin, she lives in a semi with her tyrannical father and timid, disappointed mother. Into Madelaine's library walks louche, graceful Martin Bradfield, a writer researching Northern life. Captivated by his sudden attention, she nevertheless views his interest in her background with some cynicism . . . it is when the world of the mysterious Martin finally does meet that of the Butchers that things suddenly take a bizarre and sinister turn for the worse . . .
'Mad Elaine' is a very funny book, full of wit, tenderness and acute observation.
