the dread crew reaches scotland, 'entrances'
The Dread Crew is a children's book, but like all the best children's books, that means that adults can ostensibly buy it for someone else and read it themselves on the sly.
The book as a whole was...... I find it hard to pinpoint the precise, correct word. Entrancing, I think is closest. I would not want to even try to describe the plot, involving as it does exceptionally smelly pirates, a fearsome wood ship, peacocks and goats locked in low-key warfare, an adventurous, talented and insightful grandpa and a Gooperator.
It's the kind of book that, as a child, I particularly loved: a clever and resourceful child (that would be me, of course) discovers that behind the facade of normal life, strange and wonderful things not only exist, but thrive, and are there for the discovering. ... Kate's unique, startlingly original turns of phrase, her vividly quirky descriptions and most of all her sly, earthy humour are all there. With pirates. Pirates! How can you resist?
Loth of The Gym Isn't Working was one of the Stories That Stick meme winners, a blogger with Canuck connections who lives in Nova Scotia's motherland. Or put more properly, a blogger who is the target of this Canuck's envy for living in the motherland of sticky toffee pudding. Read her sweet and spritely review here. Thank you, Loth, for the lovely feedback and for getting your copy of the book properly dented and scruffy, as it should be.
The Gym Isn't Working ::: I love my elder son sometimes. Wait. That sounded wrong. I love him ALL the time, but sometimes he does something that makes me look at him more fondly than usual.
Like yesterday at his drum lesson. (I sit quietly and read my book during lessons now. He has gone far, far beyond the point where I can still read the drum notation along with him and it is pointless to pretend otherwise.) He was working on a tricky pattern and he finally got it. His teacher whooped and said "Well done! You got it! The world is your oyster!......or your lobster....."
First Born did not even look up. "The world is my cephalopod" he said, without missing a beat. Literally.
You have to love that boy.

Sunday, January 24, 2010