A lovely second story that looks at life in the far north and what it is like when you have a family of 'Big Foot' living near your home. There is a wonderful sense of the wilderness and being away from civilization, yet we also feel the support and friendship that people show each other.

Minnie lives with her dad and a couple of neighbours in a remote camp of holiday chalets, which just happens to be on the same territory as a tribe of Bigfoots. When some tourists who like the idea of a-trekkin' and a-huntin' sail up, she has to worry about what might happen to the species she has barely seen. And so, when he crops up as a focus of a second strand of all this at the quarter-way mark, does one of the Bigfoots. That is, if you get that far, for this smacked of the mediocre from the off. There was just something, well, ineffectual, about the style and substance both. If as I read earlier this week GB Shaw said to "make it a rule never to give a child a book you would not read yourself", this counts as one of those. For their life is too short, and heck if mine isn't a lot shorter.