“So this is what Everyday is, then. Not Dubliners but Londoners; a Dostoevskyan tale of Poor Folk; a proletarian classic inflected with a modern(ist) sense of absurdity in all its comic and tragic reverberations. A book of outsiders, from outside hegemonic culture; tales from the margins; a drama of superfluous men and women. Sometimes they have literally been made redundant, which is what they have always been anyway. Society can get along without them. Lewis Dowling, Matt Hamilton, Gordon Maldon: no one will miss them.
Among these isolated figures there is a desperate desire for human contact, whether with a woman passing by in the street or even a pigeon. ‘Anon Takes a Lunch Break’ – a dialogue (or rather, a monologue) with a pigeon is comic, but at the same time desolating. The pigeon is freer than the narrator.”