I remember reading this book when I was in my early teens during the hot summer of 1976 and it’s one of my main memories of that time, along with bad sunburn and a long summer at Port Seaton searching for crabs in rock pools.
This was also the year I listened to ‘Crisis. What Crisis?’ by Supertramp.
It quickly became a firm favourite alongside a lot of other books I read at that time; Heinlein, McCaffrey, Silverberg and Frank Herbert being the main ones.
So after not reading it for over a decade I noticed that it was released as a one volume trilogy and was really looking forward to reading it once more.
I really did like the familiarity of the characters and the story, but I forgot how pedestrian it was at times and that it took a long time to build any of the arcs that ran through the book and came back as a recurring theme, but with each recurrence being a greater magnitude from the previous incident/problem.
It is nice to have a copy again in my collection, but I feel that Science Fiction has moved on from the early years and that for good storytelling in the Space Opera genre Neal Asher is one of my favourite authors at this time.
A must have book if you are interested in the development of Science Fiction writing in the 40s and 50s and this is a great example by one of the early masters of the genre.