It is the end of the summer. The tourists have already gone, and
now the sun is abandoning the Lake District's damp valleys. Only a
lone camper remains, enjoying the quiet. He plans to stay just long
enough to prepare for a trip to the East. But then the owner of the
campsite asks him to paint a fence and he innocently obliges. Soon
other odd jobs pile up until little by little he becomes ensnared in
the ominous out-of-season'.<
'Understatedly surreal, deadpan gothic, Mills is a
master of the uncanny ... Such a fresh fictional voice' Esquire 'Mills
is a master of the cliffhanger and can make even the most deadpan
behaviour compelling and funny... A deliciously sly comic fable'
Financial Times 'Absorbing, darkly worrying and very, very funny' The
Times 'Mill's great strength is in mixing quiet amusing amusements
with a deeper feeling of malice' Guardian
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It is the end of the summer. The tourists
have already gone, and now the sun is abandoning the Lake District's
damp valleys. Only a lone camper remains, enjoying the quiet. He
plans to stay just long enough to prepare for a trip to the East.
But then the owner of the campsite asks him to paint a fence and he
innocently obliges. Soon other odd jobs pile up until little by
little he becomes ensnared in the ominous out-of-season'.<
