I first encountered this book in a BBC radio serialisation in the late 60's, so someone in that (at least in those days) great organisation clearly recognised its qualities. The story is full of odd dichotomies: the man-child Bobby finds refuge, and even comfort, in a strange world which is obsessed by death; Bobby and Mr Summers, who have both rejected the material world, rely on Mr Summers' hoard of stolen cash to protect them from that world; "nice" Mr Summers is, in his own way, every bit as psycopathic as "the Fat" (Bobby's stepfather). Hamilton's imagination weaves an enticing spell which has clearly been felt by many, including the creative genius Roald Dahl. The plot is undoubtedly rather weak at the dénouement, but this does not unduly detract from an intriguing first novel (Hamilton did not live to see the publication of his second novel "A Dragon's Life"). Incidentally, the film version of the book, starring John Hurt and Christian Bale is a travesty and completely fails to understand the character of Mr Summers - it suffered a well-earned, early demise.