Mooncop by Tom Gauld mixes the mundane and melancholy on the moon, with a healthy helping of humour thrown in for good measure.

Published in 2016, this is a graphic novel about a lonely policeman stationed to support a dwindling population on the moon.

The Guardian said:

This is life lived in a literal bubble of oxygen-rich air, and a metaphorical bubble of computerised bureaucracy. Yet this land of plains and craters, marked by prefabricated lodges on stilts and biospheres of trees and bins, has a real and stark beauty. Mooncop is touched by nostalgia for the golden age of space exploration and an affection for the routines of small-town life, and Gauld finds humour and hope – as well as coffee and doughnuts – in his portrait of a fading utopia.

There is a beauty to this book; there’s something about the stark landscape and the relationships between the few people that still live in this shrinking community. It’s a poignant and touching story about loneliness and solitude.