I can’t say for sure what prompted me to read Neil Gaiman’s The Ocean at the End of the Lane, although I do believe it was a combination of two factors: first, I was impressed by the speech Neil gave at an Arts University back in 2012. You know how these famous writers are – they put on a black robe and a silly little hat (google tells me those hats are called mortarboards) and then they start saying incredibly inspirational things. Secondly, a friend told me how much he loved the book, describing it as “a children’s book for adults”. The description sounded bloody awful, but intriguing. Continue reading →