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I am such a fan of Elaine Thomson’s books; I love this series featuring the enigmatic Jem Flockhart, I love her sidekick Will Quartermain, and most of all, I love her description and evocation of rotten, stinking yet oddly beautiful Victorian London.

Yet this latest adventure has its roots not in the capital but in a place even more dangerous and exotic than the poison plants that grow there – we are transported to India of the early 1900s. It’s not the genteel, colonial India of teas on the lawn and polo matches, but a feral, untamed one where people ingest experimental drugs, and madness and death ensue.

As well as being taken on a journey far away from our shores, the joy of this work is the loving detail given to these toxic blooms – so deadly, yet so beautiful!  And as spring is now here, I feel this is a must for any keen gardener – or potential poisoner!

Krystyna Green