Centrix, a small village between Paris and Pembroke, is a place where nothing much happens. Not that that's a problem, it's actually part of its charm that and the cast of eccentric folk that live there. Centrix, of course, doesn't exist. It's a figment of author Sara John's imagination (and she in turn is a figment of author Pearl McCabe's imagination). There's a lot of fiction here, but if you happen to be a resident of Manorbier, Pembrokeshire, there's just a chance that you might recognize yourself .I have a love for the everyday, ordinary and mundane (particularly the mundane) in my own work. It is in the little things that we touch life at its centre. And it is the little things that fuel life in Centrix.

Little things, like helping Captain Bryce-Pryce get a good night's sleep whilst his web-footed wife is out swimming in the bay, or Lady North North-Weston's worries about her new llama Jim (he's not the gay one, that's Gordon) who just doesn't seem to be settling in in the village.These seven tales are bright, short and to the point. They are also very funny. Take one each night before bed and you should be guaranteed a week of untroubled sleep (unlike Captain B-P). Reread them and you just might find yourself wanting to move to Centrix.There are rumours that there are more tales on the way. Certainly the exploits of good people of Centrix could fill another book (or two).Michael NobbsIt is possible to use this review for promotional purposes, but the following acknowledgement should be included: A review from www.

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