Minty has heard stories of strange happenings in the big house across the road from her Aunt’s cottage. And when she walks through the gates, the lodge-keeper knows it is Minty who holds the key to the mysteries. She only has to discover the secret power of the moondial, and she will be ready to carry out the dangerous mission that awaits her…
As a child I must have watched the television show half a dozen times so having been given the book by my parents a couple of Christmases ago, I have made sure to hold onto it. Having read through the story twice so far and thoroughly loving it both times, it surely deserves more attention, especially for the younger generations.
The Nostalgia factor aside, the book itself holds up remarkably well. It’s a beautifully told story, full of haunting set pieces (one of which was quite sinister and sent a bit of a shiver up my spine, which is a rare thing to happen), and it positively oozes charm and a sense of adventure and discovery.
Things gets going quickly and thickly layers on a sense of the secrets waiting to be discovered. The prologue starts off this trend by setting up the reader with that feeling of solitariness and an encouragement to visualise the described surroundings. Once involved with the imagining, the vulnerability and aloneness of the night are very effective in the scene setting. It’s a simple step to immerse one’s self in the atmosphere of the book after that.
This is a great read for all ages, a wonderful story of place and time, of ages, and the feel of history set in physical stone, and how that is an echo both forwards and backwards in time to our age. The contemplation and interpretation of ornamental garden decorations has never been so interesting and has surely inspired the imagination of many a writer. The part it plays within the story is both puzzling and charming. Without giving any spoilers out ,the story itself manages to take in several strands both of present and past, and weave them in such a way as to give them equal time although the pressing story of the present isn’t as interesting. Read the rest of this entry »