A woman is dying. A reclusive actress finds herself at the centre of a mystery. A hand is severed. A dead goldfish talks. Birds fall from the sky. A girl drowns. It’s the end of the world, perhaps. The end of someone’s world, certainly. Moreover, what WILL we do with the drunken sailor? Singular, bewildering and downright perverse, This Time We Go Down to the Green Together resembles a Scottish Last Year at Marienbad. Except it’s stranger, dirtier, and contains more swearing. A novel in twenty three apparently unrelated parts.