The Ocean at the End of the Lane

I've just finished the most magical book. The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman perfectly captures the essence of childhood, with all of its memories and imaginings, dreams and nightmares, wonders and frustrations. It is a story like none other, and I can't possibly review it properly without ruining it for you, so I'll just reveal the following:

*To attend a funeral, a grown man returns to the place of his childhood.

*While sitting by his neighbor's pond a door to long-forgotten childhood memories opens.

*What he remembers is unbelievable, at least to a grown man.

I finished this book in a couple of hours, so plan your escape into The Ocean at the End of the Lane carefully.  No interruptions should be tolerated.

TBC