Peggy Fortnum's cover and illustrations are beautiful, they really make this book with their clever mix of messy spontaneity and carefully measured observation.
Robin is the youngest sibling of three children living on the Cornish coast. His older brother and sister are continually making him feel small and ridiculing his love of magic and make believe. I don't think I would want to read this to a young child who was sensitive to older children's perception of themselves. Robin is constantly called a baby by his older siblings and mocked for his belief in magic.
I felt frustrated Robin's mother didn't step in and tell his siblings not to be so horrible and explain to them that if they really were so grown up they wouldn't need to point out Robin was a 'baby ' to make themselves feel good by making him feel small. I had to suspend belief that Robin's mother would allow Robin to go to a Cornish beach alone being a non swimmer and I'm guessing about 6yrs old. But I suppose this was from an era where water safety was not taken so seriously.
Robin longs to find magic in the everyday, his wish comes true or he finds something to pin his beliefs upon, either way the story progresses in a subtle way in which the adult can see it as magic happening or can see the child's beliefs justified in events.
This was a nice short story, you can tell the author had a huge appreciation of nature and children playing and exploring in a natural environment. I would highly recommend this to 6 to 10 yr old boys, especially those with a connection to beaches/Cornwall.