the Brit equivalent of a Mighty Whitey with his Received Pronunciaton to solve it. Dispels the curse of centuries in a few sentences. Yeah, go him.

Yeah, that was...not the best. That said, I rationalize it away by convincing myself that Roger has seen the error of his prejudices regarding Gwyn and Wales the same way he's seen them regarding Blodeuwedd, and since the novel conveniently avoids any denouement, who's to say otherwise?

Roger was bad, absolutely, but Clive was the one who truly stuck in my craw.

Thanks for the heads up about Garner's other books. I was looking at the trilogy next and not sure whether to try out any of the others in the meantime.