I WAS reading Ronnie a bedtime story tonight, entitled, “How to Drown Bunnies”.
It’s quite an original tale, set in a strange land where it occasionally doesn’t rain. Very strange indeed. Anyway, all the grown-ups in this land are evil and enjoy nothing better than killing their children’s pets, then standing around pointing at the dead carcases and laughing as their children burst into tears.
“Does it have a happy ending?” asked little wide-eyed Ronnie.
“Not really,” I said. “Unless by ‘happy’ you mean grown-ups will have to spend less time cleaning out rabbit hutches.”
Ladybird books have gone right downhill since I was a kid, if you ask me.














Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 8:53 pm
Burn the heretic!
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Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 8:58 pm
Like it, like it.
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 9:10 pm
Please tell me you’re joking Tom.
Whatever happened to Winnie the Pooh?
Please don’t tell Ed BullyBalls or else he will no doubt put it in the curriculum.
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 9:29 pm
Well that’s the NuLabour legacy Tom, we are now living in la la land. Adults are at the mercy of their children and the grown ups are the now infantised.
The day I voted labour was the day the mentally deranged took over the asylum.
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 9:35 pm
Oops, typo on infantised, but you get the drift. English is my second language, Glaswegian being my first :¬)
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 9:48 pm
VERY good…I like it.
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 10:02 pm
Well, Tom, you did vote for laws on climate change – surely you realised that the spin would get out of control…
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 10:22 pm
You know, I can just see this being part of the Labour election campaign “…and this is what will happen if the Tories get into power.”
Do we get to hear the ending?
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 10:23 pm
Have you tried The Tiger That Came to Tea? Might be more helpful for a good nights sleep….
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 10:56 pm
I firmly believe that climate change is real and that we need to act on it, but even I can’t work out how anyone thought these adverts were a good idea. They’re either designed to scare the bejesus out of kids so that they nag their parents, or they are designed to guilt trip parents in to acting. Neither is a great motivational tool IMHO.
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 10:59 pm
My word. That sounds like the kind of story I’d have dreamed up when I was 7 or so, for the express purpose of making 4 year olds cry.
That said, I never was very nice. I’m sure if I’d been born North of the border, I’d have been in the SNP by now. Ok, no, drowning bunnies is one thing, but I guess the SNP is just going too far…
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 11:13 pm
I notice with amusement that a “climate change” er…supporter has demanded that his beliefs become a religion
http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/2009/oct/07/climate-change-industrial-tribunal
It can’t be long before they start burning books and ..er…heretics
(Don’t light a match anywhere near me, Krakatoa will be a puppy fart in comparison, I swear)
Tuesday 20 October 2009 at 11:14 pm
The BigYin:
I work in Glasgow! so I “unnerston wit yer gegging” LOL ( and the word I think you’re looking for is “Infantalised”.
Toodle pip old bean!
Wednesday 21 October 2009 at 3:55 pm
Actually, Tom, my version of the book read:
‘The people of the village were very frightened by a giant, who said he would take all their money and ruin their crops. So they spent all their money and ruined their their crops, to stop him.
But all the time a little boy was saying that Jack the Giant Killer was just over the horizon and would easily be there in time to save them. They wouldn’t listen, though.
What silly billies they were, weren’t they, children?
Wednesday 21 October 2009 at 6:09 pm
And will you say that in Parliament, or at a labour conference?
Holyrood recently voted UNANIMOUSLY to destroy 50% od Scotlsnd’s electricity capacity & therefore close to 50% of the entire electricity using parts of the economy (ie all of it) because they cliam to believe the warming lie. Either every single one of them is a criminally insane sociopath or every single one of them is trying to hide their fascist desire for control by pretending to be criminally insane sociopaths.
Thursday 22 October 2009 at 12:20 pm
LOOK!
Thursday 22 October 2009 at 1:30 pm
Beats the new Postman Pat story which deals with an armed-robbery at Glendale, in which Mrs Goggins is bayonetted to death and Thora Hird starts taking pot-shots at the advancing Nazis… no, sorry, that was Went the Day Well.
Thursday 22 October 2009 at 1:57 pm
Cor, Stewart, I use cuff-link shirts! D’you think they do them in shirt-bands and tie-pins as well?
Thursday 22 October 2009 at 3:03 pm
As we move closer to the Socialist/labour dream, complete State control of our lives, having frightened the children they will punish the adults.
FROM
(Environmental Audit Committee minutes-House Of Commons-London)
“Personal carbon rations would have to be mandatory, imposed by Government in the same way that food rationing was introduced in the UK in 1939… Each person would receive an electronic card containing their year’s carbon credits …see the Tyndall Centre’s study on “domestic tradable quotas”… and their recent establishment on the political agenda…the card would have to be presented when purchasing energy or travel services, and the correct amount of carbon deducted. The technologies and systems already in place for direct debit systems and credit cards could be used.”
Thursday 22 October 2009 at 3:24 pm
I know what you mean Tom.
Other books that I read to my daughter are just as bad -
Postman Pat and the Picket Line
Herbie the Helicopter is grounded
The Wombles go to prison for eco-terrorism
The Three Little incubated Pigs
the list goes on
Here’s a peek at the new tardis interior for ya!
Thursday 22 October 2009 at 4:30 pm
From the Trumpton Riots by Half Man Half Biscuit:
Unemployments rising
In the Chigley end of town.
And it’s speading like pneumonia;
Doesn’t look like going down.
There’s trouble at the fire station;
Someone’s had the sack.
And the lads have organised a scheme
To get rid of Captain Black.
Tell PC McGarry
To get himself a mate.
And arm themselves with C.S.Gas
They’re gonna be out late.
We’ve had Kant conformism since 1966.
And now subversions in the air
In the shape of flying bricks!
>> Postman Pat and the Picket Line
I just had today’s delivery from a lovely postie.
Saturday 24 October 2009 at 11:17 pm
One might have characterised the above as The Wild Things, and you, Tom as Max in “Where the Wild Things Are” until reading this:
http://edition.cnn.com/2009/OPINION/10/24/showbiz.opinion.wild.things/ & the Interview with Sendak I have lost.
They’d eat you up they love you so . .
But I wouldn’t want to insult your relos, whom Sendak imagined eating him and his siblings.
Great book, I read it when my memory fails.
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