My fab friend had a hip replacement a few weeks ago so we're book clubbing our way through her recovery. A couple of weeks ago, we read Caro Claire Burke's 'Yesteryear', and this week, we've read Claire Lynch's 'A Family Matter'. We both vastly preferred the quiet beauty of the latter, and its beautiful observations of life. 'Yesteryear' was fine but it felt gimmicky to us: it felt like more a Swiftian satire than anything honest. 'A Family Matter' felt real, and very English.