Posted on | May 27, 2013 | 7 Comments
(2) Mix well in the hands of comic creator extraordinaire, Gary Northfield.
(3) Find a comfy place to read, where you can giggle and groan to your heart’s delight.
You are now perfectly poised to enjoy the new and very funny comic strip book The Terrible Tales of the Teenytinysaurs!
This series of tall tales about a loveable gang of dino kids and the mishaps that befall them as they get up to mischief together is one of our funniest family reads this year.
Whether bonkers Thomas, cool-headed Dave or feisty Natasha is your favourite, I can pretty much guarantee you’ll find a lot to love in Northfield’s The Terrible Tales of the Teenytinysaurs!.
Told with terrific pace, these tales will entice in even the most reluctant of readers. Northfield’s illustrations – instantly recognisable to fans of Gary’s Garden in the marvellous Phoenix comic – are delightful, and his full page spreads, whether showing a maze of dinosaur intestines or a host of bioluminescent monsters at the bottom of the sea are deliciously detailed and packed with funny cameos.
Prehistoric life doesn’t get funnier than this!
M and J enjoyed the book so much (it also worked well for us as a read aloud) that I thought I’d treat them to a Teenytinysaurs afternoon tea at the start of the school holidays this week. I prepared dino snot (Angel delight, made with less milk than normal to really thicken it up, and then dyed green with food colouring), dino poo (chocolate mousse), and most excitingly (from my point of view) a moon cake, which was indeed fruity and sparkly, being made from lemon sponge covered in white chocolate mixed with popping candy, as per the description in The Terrible Tales of the Teenytinysaurs!.
What a nice plan.
But then the girls got back from school and my bubble was burst. They didn’t want to eat the food I’d lovingly prepared (remember how M reacted when I made her edible eyeballs out of icecream?), but M did want to make a film of her favourite bits in Northfield’s book.
Even though I was initially totally daunted by the idea, I couldn’t help but admire M’s way of thinking – comic strips do, after all, lend themselves very naturally to animation. Director M had VERY clear ideas about how it was to look, and almost before I could clear the table of mousse and cake, a prehistoric landscape had been installed.
The camera was set up, the lights went on, and M settled down very happily to giving me lots of instructions whilst she turned her vision into reality.
And I have to admit. She did a pretty good job. With a bit of technical help from M’s dad, may I now present to you M’s directorial debut, a homage to Gary Northfield’s The Terrible Tales of the Teenytinysaurs!.
As you can see, she made much better use of the snot and the poo than simply eating them! But I’m pleased to report that at the end of an exhausting afternoon filming we did eat the moon, and it was indeed fruity and sparkly