My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I liked this book.
Having grown up reading, Enid Blyton, Roald Dahl and Harry Potter - this book was sort of a tongue-in-cheek tribute to all three without really trying to be.
I can't remember the last time I read a book that was so light-hearted without being trite.
However, since the last time I read books seriously was in American lit centered school, this book felt a little foreign. Not in a bad way, but just, like something amusing, but not quite familiar. Like a funny exchange student I'd love to get to know. Of course, the very considerate authors helped me out with their frequent footnotes for "Americans and other city-dweller/heathens/etc."
I wouldn't quite call this the sort of book to take with you on a beach vacation, but rather, the sort of book you can carry around with you through life knowing that in it's pages is a sort of continuous private joke only you, the reader, are privileged enough to be a part of.
Hehe.
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