Err, sorry Father Abbot. I tripped y'see. Trod on my Abbot, Father Habit. Oh dear, I mean....
Err, sorry Father Abbot. I tripped y'see. Trod on my Abbot, Father Habit. Oh dear, I mean....
I am that is, my sword shall wield for me.
I fell, you see. Trod on my abbot, Father Habit. Oh, dear! I mean...
I suppose there's a child inside me who wants to get out, ... A little baldy child with a beard. Ha.
I still pinch meself when I wake up of a morning, ... Who ever thought I'd be a children's author -- let alone a best-selling children's author I feel I should still be driving a truck, or (working as) a longshoreman.
It's the first time I've seen any of my work done like this,
I use animals native to Great Britain, ... The animals have human traits, like the mole is a tiny, furry wonderful creature with big digging claws. I think about how he would talk. He's not a baddie he's a goodie.
Any time I go into anything like this, I make sure, before I ever put pen to paper, that I've got the say, ... If you don't, it's like putting your kid in an orphanage.
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