There! Pop said. There s the house. There s Gore Court for you. What about that, eh? How s that strike you? Better than St Paul s, ain t it, better than St Paul s? And so Pop Larkin junk-dealer, family man and Dragon s Blood connoisseur manages to sell the nearby crumbling, tumbling country home to city dwellers Mr and Mrs Jerebohm for a pretty bundle of notes. Now he can build his daughter Mariette the pool she s long been nagging him for. But the Larkin s new neighbours aren t quite so accepting of country ways especially Pop s little eccentricities. In fact, it s not long before a wobbly boat, a misplaced pair of hands and Mrs Jerebohm s behind have Pop up before a magistrate