Two years after I killed Blyth I murdered my young brother Paul, for quite different reasons than
I'd disposed of Blyth, and then a year after that I did for my young cousin Esmerelda, more or less
on a whim. That's my score to date. Three. I haven't killed anybody for years, and don't intend to
ever again. It was just a stage I was going through.
This week's book is The Wasp Factory by Iain Banks and we'll be meeting at Ye Olde Cocke on Wilmslow Road in Didsbury — contact us for details.