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There were very few land burials in Moon Beach. It was considered old-fashioned, unhealthy and something that only happened to the poor. Instead the dead were buried in ocean cemeteries, twelve miles out. A special festival was held every year in their honour. Children loved it. They were given white chocolate bones, marzipan skulls and ice-cream coffins on a stick. There were costume parties too. You had to wear something blue because that was the colour people went when they were buried under the sea. You could paint your hands and face if you liked, or even dye your hair. That's what people did in Moon Beach. Turned blue once a year. And then they turned blue forever... A chilling, fabulous mirror on reality ... An involving and inventive book full of beautiful writing. It has the momentum of a thriller harnessed to the substance of a modern classic Scotland on Sunday A sophisticated storyteller and portrayer of character, who writes in rhythmic prose enriched with original imagery Sunday Times Astonishing ... The novel is filled with colourful eccentrics and unworldly happenings, quirky characters and supernatural undercurrents ... Exceptionally well-written Times Literary Supplement Seethes with originality ... An ingenious, sardonic and seductive roman noir New York Times Book Review There were very few land burials in Moon Beach. It was considered old-fashioned, unhealthy and something that only happened to the poor. Instead the dead were buried in ocean cemeteries, twelve miles out. A special festival was held every year in their honour. Children loved it. They were given white chocolate bones, marzipan skulls and ice-cream coffins on a stick. There were costume parties too. You had to wear something blue because that was the colour people went when they were buried under the sea. You could paint your hands and face if you liked, or even dye your hair. That's what people did in Moon Beach. Turned blue once a year. And then they turned blue forever...