Novel. In this self-proclaimed Irish farce, Roger Boylan sheds light on the darkest and dirtiest corners of the fictional Irish town of Killoyle, interrupted throughout by the acerbic footnotes of a nameless narrator: I know for a fact that the wee hypocrite no more went to the British Museum than I'm his granny, and the sum total of his London expertise could be contained on the scratch side of a box of Swan Vestas. Boylan distills the spirits of Joyce, Flann O'Brien, and Samuel Beckett into a brew that is equal parts doom and hilarity, offering up a novel squarely in the great Irish tradition of laughter amid despair and tears, a virtuoso performance--Publishers Weekly. Roger Boylan was raised principally in Ireland, though he travelled frequently in his youth. He moved to the U.S. in 1978, working as a translator, teacher, computer technician, and book editor.