Eamon Redmond is a judge in Irelandâe(tm)s high court, a man remote from his wife, his son and daughter and, at least outwardly, from his own childhood. The life he has built for himself, between his work in Dublin and his familyâe(tm)s retreat by the sea at Cush, is distinguished by order and by achievement. When, like his beloved coastline, it begins to slip away, he is pulled sharply into the present, and finds himself revisiting his past. âe~Proceeds with stately grace from past to present, incident to incident, slowly forming, as it moves, the full shape of a manâe(tm)s public and private lifeâe(tm) Washington Post âe~If Colm Tóibín were a singer you would say he had perfect pitchâe(tm) Spectator