I really liked the idea of this book. The author creates short vignettes written from a huge variety of perspectives, crossing time, gender and class. I love that the historical pieces are more or less taken directly from historical documents. In the author's own words: "I have often used (and burnished) other people's words - sometimes the words of historical figures, sometimes someone else's completely unrelated words when they fit the moment I was pondering." But in the end, it just didn't work for me. The vignettes were far too similar in their writing, which did not make me believe I was reading the thoughts of different human beings, as well as reflections of the historical time being written about. The tone and rhythm of every vignette was so obviously similar, I could not fall into the illusion. The author also goes into so much detail about Northampton, which can be really enthralling, if done well, but the author chooses to focus on street names and bridges, instead of the actual landscape, so for someone who has never been there, it was not very interesting. I was extremely hopeful about this book, but in the end I was disappointed.