I really don't quite know how to describe this. So did a lot of the reviewers apparently since just about every single one refers to it as complex and confusing and (more worryingly) over-long. This was one of those books where I suspect that the author will write something great one day but I do not think that this was it. Some of the descriptions were truly horrific (licking poop to overcome the sin of aversion??) and a lot of the humour passed me by. I wanted to like it but ... I did not. But I don't think I really understood it either. I will look for other books from the same author but will try to block this one from my mind.

I couldn't engage with this rambling narrative and found it very frustrating to read

Nicola Barker is one of my favourite writers. I gulped down Darkmans and this is just as good. A writer who defies classification

I gave it my best shot. Got about half way through before I admitted defeat. I always feel a moral obligation to finish books that I have been kindly granted by NetGalley, but on this occasion I was gradually losing the will to live. It’s all very clever, I suppose, but I just couldn’t engage with this discursive, rambling narrative about a Hindu guru. Not for me, this one.