Palmer Lingard grew up in a quiet respectable suburb, in the Brisbane of the 1950s. He is emerging from the sunny, secure world of childhood into the vulnerability of adolescent self-consciousness, romanticism, and insistent, baffling sexuality; a charmed time, when fantasy and reality can magically overlap, and hideously clash; when heightened awareness and sensitivity can create moments of exquisite delight, and deepest misery and disgust.Perhaps...