The Undisputed King of Selston

<p><b>'Captivating and deeply moving.' Richard Coles</b><br><b>'Evocative, beautifully written . . . conjures locations and feelings almost magically.' Jeremy Vine</b><br><b>'My brain has made the decision . . . I am going to love this book.' Richard Hawley </b><br><br><b><i>There was a time when he felt like the undisputed King of Selston.</i></b><br><br>Then again, there were several years when he was convinced that he could talk to animals and had even mastered the power of flight - sailing nightly over the headstocks, slag heaps and doggedly beautiful countryside of an isolated East Midlands mining village.<br><br>But, deep down, Danny Scott knew that the real King of Selston was and always would be coal. Over the last seven hundred years, coal dust had settled on every inch of Selston. It was in the food he ate, the air he breathed and the words he spoke. It fashioned resilient men like his dad and The Texan; feisty women like his mother, whose right-hook was feared even more than her fondness for house fires.<br><br>Danny was a clever bugger - dangerously clever, some said - and fiercely proud of Selston, his dad and his mining heritage. Five generations of his family had spent their working lives underground, providing fuel for the Industrial Revolution, the electrical, rail and motoring revolutions. Without it, the modern age wouldn't have been so . . . modern.<br><br>But as this young boy prepared to follow in his dad's footsteps, things began to change. The Devil became captain of the local darts team. Fortune tellers held seances in the front room of his council house. And that once unassailable King's reign seemed to be coming to an end.<br><br>For dangerously clever buggers, there was only one option... somewhere else, someone new.<br><br><b>Funny, poignant and alive to the unheralded beauty, purpose and camaraderie of a village which finds itself on the wrong side of history, THE UNDISPUTED KING OF SELSTON shines a light onto a forgotten industry and the dark shadows that wormed their way into the families who got left behind.</b><br><br><b>'Proper working class stories don't get much of a look-in these days. A shame, really. Especially when they're as beautifully written as this one.' Noddy Holder</b></p>