Koko

Koko, Furaha's epileptic cousin.

He loves going out in the Summer with his tiger support worker, Lily Mae. However, one hallucination of fish swimming in the ocean and he's carted back to his house for his medicine.

That unfortunately doesn't stop his cousins Furaha and Orko visiting his mother, father, two brothers and three sisters for ice cream - his favourite treat - and a game of being bugs, which is made even more fun when Cassie, Ashley, TJ and Carlos come to visit them.

Queen Sarabi

Where in the Pride Lands was Sarabi during Kiara's childhood?

Some say she ran away with Serafina, Nala's mum, to look for a better life away from the Pridelander/Outsider war. Some say Simba hated Outsiders because Zira killed Sarabi when she attacked the Pride Lands when Kiara was a baby and almost stole her.

This is why Simba wanted to keep Kiara safe.

So many mysteries!

Quilly

Quilly is like Angelmouse's surrogate brother. From the moment Angelmouse started living in his village, his house was destroyed in a storm, and so both of them went to live in a soft house made out of clouds in Heaven - their Cloud Nursery.

I guess you could call Angelmouse an early 2000's version of My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic.

Gordon

He may be a bully to me, but of course he shares a soft spot for Chloe.

Gordon's very good at babysitting duties and performs perfectly at the Surf Club, which he attends at Bondi. Gordon and Chloe both share a love of the sea and the great outdoors, and both love to go around the beach unclothed - well, like most pups in Bluey's world, Chloe doesn't wear anything! Ha!

X - Files

This I've got to see.

Sure, ReBoot parodied it, and it lead to Bob's death, but now thanks to the lovely lads at T T Retro, I am going to get either the DVD or the books underneath the comic boxes. Aliens, here I come!

Dirty Bertie: Horror: A Review

 

Horror! by Alan MacDonald
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Read it for a little while, but found some similarities to Horrid Henry's Haunted House.
Made me want to read a Horrid Henry book at bedtime instead.
Still highly fun to read though.

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Nature

Nature is the most relaxing place on Earth.

Fresh air, calm and quiet.

Me, Brains, Alan, Tin Tin and Lady Penelope, playing together unclothed and wild and feral in its freedom, as if we are raised by the whole animal kingdom.

Dirty Bertie: Horror: Recognize Some Slimy Similarities?

Early this morning when I was reading the Dirty Bertie book Horror, I started recognising something. No, it's not that I want some buttery popcorn and a strawberry slushy for breakfast, because we haven't got the equipment and recipes to do so.

It's just that this first story in the book shares some similarities with both the first and last stories in Horrid Henry's Haunted House. Here are four main reasons why this story is too similar to the Horrid Henry stories 'Comfy Black Chair' and 'Minds His Manners'. Two for each one, mind.

At number four, both Horror and Comfy Black Chair feature the main characters of both stories wanting to watch their own stuff while somebody else wants to watch something babyish and soppy. For Henry and Bertie, it's movies featuring monsters or a showing of Mutant Max or Rapper Zapper, while for Peter, Gran and Reg, it's Daffy & Her Dancing Daisies, or Manners With Maggie, or Me, You & Bonzo Too. Both Bertie and Henry hate such sloppy films and series.

At number three, both stories feature the intense - but somehow not too intense - subject of being misled into watching another film. For Bertie, he wants to see Return Of The Blob Thing but is tricked by Gran and her new boyfriend Reg into watching Bonzo, while Peter always steals Henry's position in the Comfy Black Chair when he wants to watch Gross Out and other stuff Peter finds revolting. It's all about taking control, according to both Henry and Bertie at least.

Number two sees what went on in my head while I was reading Horror. Images of the climactic, chaotic scene where the Goo Shooter Gang raid Manners With Maggie in Horrid Henry Minds His Manners transformed into the woman trying to get into the car from Horror running into the film and the Blob thing trying to eat them while Bertie and the audience at the cinema fire Goo Shooters at them.

And number one...well, I think it's ultra mega super easy.

I'm going to have to read a Horrid Henry book.

All thanks to Gran and her boyfriend Reg.

I think it might be Krazy Ketchup...if I have it, actually.

Rain

Refreshing.

Calm.

Cool.

A nice, long, cold shower after a trip through the hot desert.

Dirty Bertie: Jackpot! A Review

 

Jackpot! by Alan MacDonald
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Imagine....Bertie is rich!
Well, Gran only had twenty pounds, and any other time in the world, Bertie begged her for a million. My favourite part of the first chapter is Bertie looking around the luxury toy department, and going crazy driving around the shop in a Ferrari.
Perfect for any fan of Horrid Henry or somethingorrather.

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Touch

As a 3 month old stallion on wobbly, lanky black legs, I have no proper stallion mother. Only the lovely Lady Penelope ('15) to look after me.

She loves me so much, from my ears to my hooves. When she strokes my velvety black coat, all soft from the last two months of adjusting to the world, she becomes bonded with another animal she was forbidden from seeing civilized. She's wild and free...a human animal protecting me.

Cuddle

A cuddle is the softest thing my mummy would ever give me. Being a lady of natural leisure, she's so kind and so gentle that a little kiss and a hug won't hurt at all.

Alan, Brains and Tin Tin offer the same comfort to me when I'm on Tracy Island, away from the mansion. When I'm off colour or ultimately depressed, they and Jeff Tracy are the ones I could turn to for the softest cuddle an IR agent could ever give.

Ice Cream

A treat Lady Penelope ('15) gets out from the freezer when I feel sad about something, like, my favourite toy is torn to shreds by Sherbet. Also a treat Stitch nags from the freezer in the background of an ITV soap opera.