Raymond Marks is a normal boy until, due to a lunatic series of misunderstandings, he is branded a pervert and cast out of the claustrophobic society of his working-class northern town. Willy Russell's debut novel, written in the form of a series of letters to Morrissey (yes, that Morrissey), is poignant, funny and oddly moving, and his insights into teenage troubles have the ring of truth. His astringent left-of-centre politics are refreshing to listen to, as well, though his relentlessly deadpan Manchester accent will either delight you or drive you demented.
