Andy Miller

The horror of finding oneself ‘young-old’

‘I used to run upstairs all the time,’ sixtysomething Marcus Berkmann recalls wistfully, as, midway through life’s journey, he wakes to find himself in a dark wood

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  • Still a Bit of Snap in the Celery, or K.B.O.

    Marcus Berkmann

    Abacus, pp. 224, £16

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