Well told, but not to my taste. Told in first person, from the perspective of the little girl, as if she's grown and relating memories to her children or grandchildren. I'm not too sure about the illustrations, in particular the dark hollow eyes of Dad. ( )

Like in all other books written by Astrid Lindgren, the setting is in a rural area of Sweden, probably the district in which the author herself grew up in. The story is about siblings who go frequently to their grandmother's house to listen to her fabulous ghost stories. They love it, but nevertheless they are scared afterwards. The book is written in a very nice way, but if I were a child I would have been scared like the protagonist of the book. Especially if i had to go home on my own in the forest like these two children did. As I child I never liked ghost stories, because I never could sleep well afterwards, nor could I walk home alone from anywhere. And this has not changed up to know.
Like in many of Lindgrens' books, all the characters belong to a family. One can argue that the author herself had a "perfect" family just like in her books. If it is autobiographical, and it is definitely, Lindgren had a picture-perfect family, which to my opinion do not exist. ( )