I liked this one just as much as the first in the series - honestly, maybe even more. Blossom is the narrator this time, and her voice is slightly more entertaining than Alexander's. She's a feral little girl, albeit essentially goodhearted, and takes a pretty jaundiced view of, well, everything, which is extremely entertaining to read. I can't help but think that she and Tiffany Aching would get on very well.

Anyway, Blossom's second sight is coming in, which she finds an absolute nuisance, especially as it's forcing her to deal with ghosts crying in the kitchen and visions of a young child drowning aboard the Titanic. Don't expect a happy ending to that storyline; as with The Ghost Belonged to Me there is a solid streak of unhappiness running through the lives of the dead, and Peck is clearly very careful not to sentimentalise, or to have the narrative soften cruelty unnecessarily. That being said, there's not a great deal of dwelling on it either, and these are fundamentally hopeful books in which you can't help rooting for the protagonist. Apparently there's a couple more in the series, and after I've got them out from the library I think I'll try to locate a complete set somewhere so I can have copies of my own, because they are fantastic books and I don't care if they're meant for children, I am thoroughly enjoying them.