‘Each chapter is a bonne bouche, possessing its own particular flavour, from sweet to acrid-bitter. Hobson’s characters are often wonderfully quixotic and so is the spirit she finds everywhere at this crux in Russia’s history. She drinks with derelicts, hangs out with gypsies, and watches investigators go about the grim business of exhuming purge victims, and giving them the Christian burial they have been denied for seventy years. Her style is deft: she manages to render the scenes through which she passes with needle-sharp precision.’ Financial Times