Horace Winter Says Goodbye

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Horace Winter has spent forty-seven years working in a bank in Dublin, and all but the last three years of his life living with his mother. Horace doesn't, strictly speaking, have friends. Instead he has butterflies and even humans appear to him as moths or butterflies, since the long-ago day when a Very Bad Thing happened.His approaching retirement brings Horace no sense of pleasure. How on earth is he supposed to survive out there in the world, without the safety-net of his little grey office? But when he takes a nasty turn on his doorstep and gets rushed off to hospital, he suddenly has a very different diagnosis to worry about.