Actual rating 3.8 stars.
I was looking for more novels to read (that were short) and this one spoke to me.
Maybe because it’s one of the few brightly coloured books on my shelf

“'My dear young fellow,' the Old-Green-Grasshopper said gently, 'there are a whole lot of things in this world of ours you haven't started wondering about yet.'”

*4.5 stars

Quite creepy, quite funny, quite whimsical and cute, James and The Giant Peach might not be as good as Matilda or as magical as Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, but Roald Dahl, master storyteller, never disappoints.
James Henry Trotter is about to embark on the adventure of his lifetime, when a giant peach starts growing in his horrible aunts’ garden. But the peach is not the only thing with unnatural dimensions in this story; grasshoppers and ladybirds, a talkative centipede and a pessimistic earthworm, are amongst James’ bizarre fellow adventurers. I wish I had read this when younger, then maybe I would like insects a bit more.