Ivy is now the beloved daughter of Ezra and Mother Snagbsy, coffin makers, even if she does have to work rather like a maid. Their trade is roaring, and Ivy is as happy as a pig in clover. Especially when she escapes to the library to talk to the devastatingly sympathetic Miss Carnage.

But then Ivy guesses that all is not as it seems with her new parents, and discovers that she can pass into the world of the Clock Diamond. There, she sees her friend Rebecca, horribly sad and desperate.

Can Ivy save Rebecca, and what do a missing aristocrat, a forbidden love affair and a bullfrog have to do with her mission?

Illustrated in humorous gothic detail by John Kelly, Somebody Stop Ivy Pocket is the second tale in Ivy's deadly comic journey to discover who she really is ... Perfect for fans of Lemony Snicket

A wonderfully entertaining heroine * Financial Times *
Exuberantly told with apt and wildly witty caricatures from John Kelly, it has a fun, original voice * Sunday Times *
An exuberant, lively, enthusiastic, mysterious, playful, layered and most of all highly enjoyable read! * Children's Book Chat *
A delight; a laugh-out-loud cobweb of intrigue and mystery with a Dickensian feel, a dash of fantasy, and a heroine like no other * Space on the Bookshelf *
Funny, morbid and entertaining … a hilariously bizarre protagonist who will definitely make you laugh * The Bibliomaniac Book Blog *
This story absolutely blew me away * What Lexie Loves *

Caleb Krisp was raised by militant librarians who fed him a constant diet of nineteenth-century literature and room temperature porridge. He graduated from the University of Sufferance with a degree in Whimsy and set out to make his mark in the world as a writer. Years of toil and failure followed, until, following a brief stint working in a locked box, Caleb moved to an abandoned cottage deep in the woods and devoted himself to writing about the adventures of a twelve-year-old lady's maid of no importance. Caleb has a strong dislike of pastry chefs and certain domesticated rabbits. His only communication with the outside world is via Morse code or kettle drum. He trusts no one.