The Life of a Teenage Body-snatcher
This is the story of a young man growing up in England in 1828. Thomas Timewell lives a rather sedate life with his mother, but all that changes when he meets a man who steals corpses from cemeteries and sells them to hospitals for dissection. At first reluctantly, and later willingly, Thomas follows Plenitude, as the man calls himself, through a series of macabre and dangerous escapades that include murderous bodysnatchers, a vengeful teacher, and a mad woman of the moors. Along the way Thomas falls in love with the lovely Victoria (who who hides a secret of her own) and makes a startling discovery about his own lineage.
- Paperback | 312 pages
- 129 x 197 x 22mm | 255g
- 28 Jun 2010
- Penguin Books Australia
- Hawthorn, Australia
About Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod has written a number of popular children's books, including Sister Madge's Book of Nuns, On the Cards, Spiky, Spunky, My Pet Monkey, and the teenage novels Tumble Turn, I'm Being Stalked by a Moonshadow, Siggy and Amber and many others.
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'You must think it strange that I'm digging up my grandfather.' 'Not at all. I'm sure many young men dig up their grandfathers.'... Sixteen year old Thomas Timewell is earnestly trying to do the right thing, mostly. It’s just that circumstances conspire to make the right thing bizarre, unexpected, and occasionally fatal. Now this is a book for teens. In particular, teens who enjoy a bit of black humour. Think Monty Python's Life of Brian. It is boy safe. Many boys (and girls too) are dismayed to find books become mired in the mawkishness of teenage emotions. The Life of a Teenage Body-snatcher avoids this particular idiocy. Instead it gleefully embraces the more bizarre and perverse elements of Victorian life from body-snatching and madness to appalling literature. For example there is a demented gypsy who appears whenever possible, a schoolmaster with an unholy obsession with beating redheads, a brother who encourages his mother’s addiction in order to maximise his profits and much, much more. I laughed. I cringed. I read quotes aloud to whoever happened to be around so I could laugh at them again. Read it, if only to torment your friends and family.show moreby Janet Russell