Secrets are dangerous. They can come back to bite.
On a cold February morning in 1985 Norman Tanner killed his workmate Brian with a spade and buried him in the rough dirt. He didn’t exactly mean to kill him. Brian was getting on his nerves and Norman’s a moody bastard, deft with his spade. First they were joking around and then Brian was lying in the dirt with blood spilling round his head.
What Norman doesn’t know, is that Brian’s lover Amanda is waiting at the train station for Brian to run away with her. She’s left her boyfriend Ted, emptied his house, his bank account and taken off without a backward glance. What Amanda doesn’t know is that she’s pregnant. Seven years later a broken Ted gets a phone call and suddenly he has a daughter on his hands.
The village of Southby is a haven for dark secrets. Even the local wood is said to be haunted by the ghosts of murdered cavaliers. Layers of betrayal, murder and guilt accrue over time in this gripping portrait of a tarnished Albion. Laced with black humour and notes of the sublime, Nothing But Grass is a compelling reminder that in every beautiful coppice lurks the unexpected.
On a cold February morning in 1985 Norman Tanner killed his workmate Brian with a spade and buried him in the rough dirt. He didn’t exactly mean to kill him. Brian was getting on his nerves and Norman’s a moody bastard, deft with his spade. First they were joking around and then Brian was lying in the dirt with blood spilling round his head.
What Norman doesn’t know, is that Brian’s lover Amanda is waiting at the train station for Brian to run away with her. She’s left her boyfriend Ted, emptied his house, his bank account and taken off without a backward glance. What Amanda doesn’t know is that she’s pregnant. Seven years later a broken Ted gets a phone call and suddenly he has a daughter on his hands.
The village of Southby is a haven for dark secrets. Even the local wood is said to be haunted by the ghosts of murdered cavaliers. Layers of betrayal, murder and guilt accrue over time in this gripping portrait of a tarnished Albion. Laced with black humour and notes of the sublime, Nothing But Grass is a compelling reminder that in every beautiful coppice lurks the unexpected.