the guardian Tue 11 October 2011
When his heavily pregnant wife Goleuddydd vanishes in the midst of a busy supermarket, Cilydd's personal tragedy generates a media feeding frenzy and becomes "TV gold". It's sensational stuff, and when Goleuddydd's body is found cut open in a pigsty accompanied by the sinister exhortation "Don't re-marry" written in blood, the mystery deepens. Entrusting his cousin Arthur, a singularly unsuccessful private eye, with the task of tracking down his missing baby son, Cilydd is caught up in a series of unusual events, culminating in a mission to rescue a beautiful girl who leaves trails of white flowers in her wake. Dafydd seamlessly amalgamates the extraordinary into the everyday in her reworking of "Culhwch and Olwen", a tale from the Mabinogion. Although the central love affair is insubstantial and tinctured with the surreality of myth, Cilydd is convincingly real. A "prisoner in his own life", he comes to appreciate that his feelings of grief, guilt and desire render his existence more fulfilling.