This is a highly entertaining book recounting the adventures of the Perkinski family (the three boys are the eponymous Jammy Dodgers) in Victorian London. I must admit when I started reading it, I anticipated something of a cross between Oliver Twist and The Water Babies. However, in Siver's story, although drawing on elements of these (such as the young child kidnapped into a gang of pickpockets, and the darker side of the narrative which deals with the fate of child chimney sweeps), she has actually produced a more original, sparkling narrative than either of these influences would indicate to be possible. There is a commendably deft touch when dealing with the darker side of inner-city Victorian poverty. It is not done in a careless way yet avoids being heavy-handed and is very much part of the plot rather than a tagged-on element for 'educational' purposes.
The fast-paced narrative weaves the various strands of the plot in and out of the streets of Victorian London at break-neck speed. Siver's use of well-researched street slang gives the characters a jaunty, endearing turn of phrase. The thoughtful inclusion of a glossary at the back of this book would also be helpful to younger readers and those who were not familiar with Victorian Cockney slang. The 'authenticity' of the background to the story is also emphasised by the author's note as to the real people some of her characters are based on.
I read this book before giving it (reluctantly!) to my nine-year-old nephew. He's now onto his second reading of it and is asking about what happens next to the Perkinskis. As am I.