Surreal novel in the form of a written correspondence between two Austrian friends, whose letters about thermometers, poets, parties of tiny school children and two bodied captains cross each other and are variously intercepted by other characters, including the ubiquitous ‘Ulf’. This is a book which starts with zip and humour, but which gets darker as the action ratchets up. The surreal emphasis alienates and does little to help the reader follow a narrative thread which nonetheless appears central to the text, making for a confusing but sporadically rewarding novel.