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Forgive me if I don’t curtsey to Coetzee

JM Coetzee has won the Booker Prize twice - plus the Nobel Prize for Literature (although that was shortly after his last novel Elizabeth Costello failed to graduate from that year's Booker longlist to the shortlist).

Despite this track record, his new novel, Slow Man (Secker & Warburg, £16.99), also failed to make the Booker cut this year.

Why? There's a straightforward answer, and she's still called Elizabeth Costello.

The first 78 pages of this 263 page novel are terrific. Paul Rayment, a solitary divorced man on the verge of retirement, born in France , now living in Australia , is knocked off his bicycle, in the very first line: "The blow catches him from the right, sharp and surprising and painful, like a bolt of electricity..."

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Rayment passes out and comes to in hospital where he learns, in a fuzz of anaethesia, that his right leg is to be amputated above the knee. His active, independent life is over. He has entered a world in which he is going to need care, a "zone of humiliation".

Despite the spartan, disaffected prose, Coetzee (an obsessive cyclist now living in Australia) describes this initial trauma with great immediacy. Rayment becomes disgusted with his body. "To himself he does not call it a stump... If he has a name for it, it is le jambon."

He feels his life has been wasted. He is "the ghost of a man looking back in regret on time not well used". Above all, he regrets having no family.

Then he meets his home care nurse, Marijana, Mrs Jokic, a