Anyway, no time to write anything like a proper appraisal, but getting close to the end today (and thinking I''ll have to order the collections he's published since 2000), I came across a not entirely typical passage in Singleton's 10p Recital mentioning Troytown. I thought I'd share it...
The crashing in of banks to flood.
The what we did.
The river bed of weeds and mud.
The hollow cove of grass.
The green and grey.
The silver dale.
Another mudbank crashes.
Flock bleeps out on mussel bed.
The what we said.
A ton of feathers on my head.
A ton of lead.
A single seagull and a simple tune.
The fall of Troytown
on the Banks of Lune
whence all the indigenes are flown.