William McInnes takes us back to his Brisbane childhood in Redcliffe where he grew up with his brother, three sisters, his father Colin and his mother Iris. It's an era when ripe mangoes thudded onto tin roofs, cane toads plopped wetly on lawns, men wore Brylcreem, backyards had incinerators and the K-Tel glass cutter was the latest gadget. Set against this backdrop is the McInnes family with the larger than life Colin McInnes as the boss cocky. While this memoir will make you laugh out loud at McInnes' dry wit and humorous recollections, you will also be touched by his homage to his family and in particular his father. It is about the importance of family, letting go of the past and treasuring the gifts it has passed on.