Let's do some Veggie Books again. For those who are new to this, I have a theory that no novel can ever be truly great unless a fruit or vegetable is included within it. Just an idea. Start looking for veggies in your favourite books, and see if my theory holds up.
Here's my latest veggie book:
It turns out Fantastic Mr Fox is still fantastic. The Munchie has reached the age where she has begun to understand Roald Dahl's uniquely brutal sense of gleeful humour, and she has whizzed through Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and Matilda, and I have James and the Giant Peach lined up for her (which would also be a strong contender for a veggie book, obviously) but right now we are utterly enamoured of Fantastic Mr Fox. Not the film version, which is beautiful and funny, but not quite Dahl-ish enough somehow, and a bit too suave, in a very non-British way.
Here's a little bit:
Bean was a turkey-and-apple farmer. He kept thousands of turkeys in an orchard full of apple trees. He never ate any food at all. Instead, he drank gallons of strong cider which he made from the apples in his orchard. He was thin as a pencil and the cleverest of them all.
Boggis and Bunce and Bean
One fat, one short, one lean.
These horrible crooks
So different in looks
Were none the less equally mean.
Dahl does such great grotesques. Mr Twit is my all-time favourite. I love a grotesque character, the fascinating kind, and apparently the Munchie is no different. She loves the idea of Boggis, Bunce and Bean, and of the Terrible Tractors and The Great Feast. Who can blame her? When I was little I loved it too.