If I had stumbled across Shehan Karunatilaka’s Chinaman in a bookshop, I would have promptly returned it to the shelf. Not because the novel is repulsive, but because it is about cricket. Having never held much interest in sport, I would have happily by-passed this book and that would have been a tremendous shame. This […]
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