Автор: Hugo Hamilton

‘Not only haunted by death, but also by beauty and the strangeness of being alive. A deeply memorable novel’ Colm T?ib?n‘… I have friends and family, I am in this wonderful country, I have money, there is nothing much wrong with me except I am...

Dublin Palms is a moving examination of fatherhood and families across the world, a story of emigrants and strangers and people returning.The seafront was full of memory, full of sand and sex and shivering and wet bathing costumes pooled on the...

Hugo Hamilton, the internationally acclaimed author of ‘The Speckled People’ and ‘Sailor in the Wardrobe’, turns his hand back to fiction with a compelling drama tracing Berlin's central historical importance throughout the twentieth...

You have a funny way of doing things here.The voice is that of Vid Cosic, a Serbian immigrant whose immediate friendship with a young Dublin lawyer, Kevin Concannon, is overshadowed by a violent incident in which a man is left for dead in the...

Following on from the success of ‘The Speckled People’, Hugo Hamilton's new memoir recounts the summer he spent working at a local harbour in Ireland, at a time of tremendous fear and mistrust.Young Hugo longs to be released from the confused...

In this remarkable book, Hugo Hamilton tells the story of individuals caught up in the turbulent last days of World War II.Stationed in Czechoslovakia, lovers Bertha Sommer and Officer Franz Kern long to escape from the war and its consequences,...

‘This is the most gripping book I've read in ages … It is beautifully written, fascinating, disturbing and often very funny.’ Roddy DoyleThe childhood world of Hugo Hamilton, born and brought up in Dublin, is a confused place. His father, a...

‘This is the most gripping book I've read in ages … It is beautifully written, fascinating, disturbing and often very funny.’ Roddy DoyleThe childhood world of Hugo Hamilton, born and brought up in Dublin, is a confused place. His father, a...

The palm trees give the street a holiday atmosphere. There must be something in the soil they like. They have straight leaves that get a bit ragged, with split ends. At night you hear them rattling in the wind.The narrator of Dublin Palms has...