Kathleen Jowitt's Reviews > The Two Pound Tram

My mother passed this book on to me several years ago, but I'd been putting off reading it because I was concerned that something awful was going to happen to the tram. In fact there are two trams, and, while neither of them comes out of the action unscathed, this wasn't nearly such a depressing read as I feared. It's a whimsical, almost surreal, sort of a book, a quick read that touches lightly on some horrible subjects. I almost want to call it wish fulfilment, though it's a strange sort of a wish.