Everything's just a bit strange at Jon's new house. There's his new neighbour, Frankie. He seems nice enough, but why does he keep twitching in that weird way, and scrabbling about in the yard at night? There's Jon's cat, Gnasher. He's normally so friendly - but he won't go within a mile of Frankie. And then there's the rats - the rats Gnasher keeps killing and leaving Jon to get rid of. The rats that just won't stay buried...
Louise Cooper was born in Hertfordshire in 1952. She began writing stories when she was at school to entertain her friends. She hated school so much, in fact—spending most lessons clandestinely writing stories—that she persuaded her parents to let her abandon her education at the age of fifteen and has never regretted it.
She continued to write and her first full-length novel was published when she was only twenty years old. She moved to London in 1975 and worked in publishing before becoming a full-time writer in 1977. Since then she has become a prolific writer of fantasy, renowned for her bestselling Time Master trilogy. She has published more than eighty fantasy and supernatural novels, both for adults and children. She also wrote occasional short stories for anthologies, and has co-written a comedy play that was produced for her local school.
Louise Cooper lived in Cornwall with her husband, Cas Sandall, and their black cat, Simba. She gained a great deal of writing inspiration from the coast and scenery, and her other interests included music, folklore, cooking, gardening and "messing about on the beach." Just to make sure she keeps busy, she was also treasurer of her local Lifeboat station.
Louise passed away suddenly from a brain aneurysm on Tuesday, October 20, 2009. She was a wonderful and talented lady and will be greatly missed.
As on of my all time favourite books from my younger days, all I can say is this book is worth a read. It incorporates many things that all equal to a good book - mystery, good characters, and a little strain of unease at things that are there, and should not exist, like a dolls eyes that are a little bit too wet and realistic. Is it a good paint job, or is it something else..?
This book is about a boy and his cat that just moved into a new neighbourhood. His home overlooks an overgrown bridge, that after going down a steep cliff-like-incline, leads to an abandoned railway station. Inside this station is the mystery of why all the homeless people have started going missing, and why the boy next door is acting so awfully strange - are those whiskers he can see on his pallid face? The main character goes looking after he sees a hulking, monstrous shadow outside rifling through his rubbish bins at night. Too big to be a dog. Wrong shape, too. What happens to him when he braves the fall both the nieghbour boy, and his mother warn him away from, and find out where all the rats his cat keeps bringing back are from...?