Uh-oh. Here comes another mighty force of giant interstellar insects. How terribly vexing.
Art Mumby is hurled into yet more adventures, armed only with British Pluck (which is of course all a growing boy needs – his sister is far more concerned about keeping her ankles decently covered in zero gravity and/or while being abducted again). It is Christmas time, and within a few pages the first adventure occurs – the pudding has gone rogue!
Fortunately the motley (and predominantly alien) crew of space pirates has just arrived, and the pudding can be hunted down before it breeds its vile spawn. It is, as always, a close-run thing. Such is life in the Larklight household (which orbits the moon and is rather older than one might think).
Our heroes face their most formidable and mysterious enemy yet. This book matches the sheer hilarious genius of the first book in the trilogy. This book is, quite simply, flawless. If you want great characters – you got it. Lots of laughs – no problem. High adventure – naturally! An alternate 1800s society that has expanded Britain’s colonial interests into space – certainly! If you like your humour satirical – you have that too (but it won’t leave the children behind, either).
Other than babbling some more, there’s little I can say. So without further ado, here’s the opening page of the book, which I think tells you all you need to know.
Yes, ‘twas the season of Peace and Goodwill at Larklight, and my sister Myrtle and I, snug in our fleece-lined, winter-weight spacesuits, were out upon the front porch, decorating our Christmas Tree.%%
Rating: G (unless you have a child who’s unusually phobic of insects)
Warning: Philip Reeve also writes very dark books that are definitely NOT child-friendly.