“I thought you were getting ready to write more about me!” Ted Bear snorts.”I thought I scrubbed up pretty well in my other two stories.” He points to my Kindle reader. He’s quite taken with this new piece of technology, even though he’s in black and white on this one. Ted has seen himself in living colour on the ‘big’ screen of my computer and is most impressed with seeing his name and face ‘up there in lights’, so to speak. It was him who insisted on that photo in front of my computer, with one of his book covers featuring behind him. (That’s in his section of the Gallery). His ego can be unbearably inflated at times.
First our Mum swirled us around in soapy water and tried to tell us to close our eyes and imagine it was a Spa Bath. Then she whizzed us around at a furious pace in her spin-dryer, and tried to tell us to close our eyes and imagine we were on a Centrifuge Ride at the Royal Show. Next she arranged us all in her wash-basket and put us in the shade until later afternoon (so we wouldn’t get sunburned), and told us to imagine we were on a beach in Bali. Well… with our luck we’d probably get Bali Belly or similar. And finally, we’re all sitting on her bookshelf because that’s next to her and Dad’s office, so she can fetch each one of us in to the Computer – to inspire her, she says.
Once upon a time I wrote a Squidoo lens called the ‘Soft Toy Shuffle‘, about the Knitty Gritty Kids who will appear individually in my next eBook, to be called ‘Small Knitty-Gritty Folk Tales’. This was in direct response to a Call to Action that my restless troops insisted on, and offering me nothing but the most revolting alternatives. Continue reading
They are almost up and running… well-ll-ll, maybe running isn’t exactly their style.
Sitting around, contemplating their navels and indulging in much ‘moodling’ is really far more habitual for them.
The Knitty Gritty Kids are most of the ones featured on the front cover of my first book, Small Folk Rhymes – available on Amazon. A notable exception is Ted Bear, sitting in the middle of the throng, entertaining them with stories of the past (he’s two years younger than me, so you can just imagine, his past is vast). I’m thinking he deserves a book of his own – but that’s still an embryo in the ‘think tank’ so far.
There are two new/old characters in this collection of tales about each of the Knitty Gritty Kids – Gran and Grandpa. Continue reading