A review by jimbus
Skellig by David Almond

Remembered I read this because my sister picked up a copy in a charity shop. It was on the year (8/9?) syllabus that we both experienced at the same school. Reading this in class was one of the first times that I had read an entire novel and worked with people to try to pick it apart. I remember nothing, now, except a fallen angel who eats some takeaway food.