Fergal is a self-confessed nerd with an eccentric hobby: tin collecting. He likes the lucky dip aspect of buying tins that have their labels missing
- after all you never know what might be inside. It's Fergal's idea of living dangerously. That is until the day he innocently opens up a tin to find...a bloodied human finger. Everyone thinks it's a joke. But not Fergal
- & when his next tin discovery is a note with the word ' Help' scribbled on it he feels compelled to track down the factory responsible for these mysterious & macabre products. Fergal might be hungry to play detective but has he opened a can of worms...? This Dahl-esque black comedy will have readers squirming on the edge of their seats. Funny frightening & totally gross
- Alex Shearer taps into the repulsive-but-appealing tradition of urban myths that are perennial playground fodder.