The caravan was in a field behind a hedge.
And beyond the hedge was the sea.
The caravan smelled old and damp.
The caravan smelled like you were on holiday . . .
Eoin lives with his Nana, and every year they make their way to their caravan for the whole of the summer . . . There Eoin has the freedom to go off with his friends for hours on end, and to roam the beach. One day the waves come up really high - will they get through to the other side?
A warm, cosy story full of laughter and adventure about one epic summer spent in a caravan. An homage to alternative families, based on the author's own childhood.