From the back cover of this novel:
'Cliffie, a sexually ambiguous drifter becomes attracted to May, a mysterious, deeply unstable young woman. When May is committed to a mental hospital, Cliffie decides to rescue her and the pair embark upon a vertiginous journey into terror and pain before each one finally finds peace.'
So that is what the book is said to be about, and it is, broadly speaking. I am torn about giving the novel three stars, I am not sure if I am being ridiculously generous or mean spirited. The author can write, he writes well but, isn't there always a but, I quickly grew very tired of the characters and stories because they all resemble clichés out of novelisations of tv shows from the 1980's or 90's. If there is no 'tart with the heart of gold' there was a gay antiques dealer, a violent but lovable(?) local gangster complete with a camel hair coat and gold jewellery in profusion, and just about every hack convention about mental patients and mental hospitals. Even for its publication date of 1997 it seemed dated and out of touch with what seaside towns in Britain were like. I found it impossible to finish because I couldn't invest time in the cut out characters and situations.