The author writes, “When I came across the story of the boys marooned on Star an Armin in 1727, it tantalised me with its lack of detail. A party of fowlers went out to harvest gannets, feathers and eggs, and no boat came to take them home again. What did they suppose had happened? What explanation crossed their minds? How did they cope? I thought I knew where I wanted to take the story, but a usual the joy came in finding out as I went along. The novel is more guesswork than history…”
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