Remember the Tickling Honda? Mr Jamie's bedtime story which took on a life of its own and was given its own blog... until I got too lazy to update it for well over a year, during which time the nagging from Mr Jamie barely ceased for a second. For anyone who's thus far managed to escape it, here's the link: http://ticklinghonda.blogspot.dk/2013/08/chapter-nine.html - yes, you're right, that's actually a new chapter at the end there. If only to put an end to the nagging... for at least the next week or so.
Anyway, the breaking news is... you can now buy the first installment of the Tickling Honda on Amazon! In Kindle format! What's more, it has some quite awesomely brilliant (I'm allowed to be overtly gushing about these, given I didn't do them) illustrations by my super talented stepson. And so here you go. This is it:
Tales of the Tickling Honda
I would apologise for such a blatent plug but, well, as you know, it's not in my nature to be modest at all.
I'm not entirely sure why anyone would choose to buy it, given you can read it over on the blog for free, but the pictures might just make it worth it. For anyone who does, I will a) love you for ever, and b) love you even more, quite possibly even in a carnal sense, if you could possibly consider also writing a very brief Amazon review for me on there. Obviously if you could make it a nice review that would be even better...
Tickling Honda aside, it's surprisingly not Mr Jamie but Beth who's coming out with all the best lines these days. Last night's scene was in the bathroom (where else), where Neil had turned Beth around in the bath to pierce a rather nasty infected insect bite on her back. Beth being Beth did not take to this kindly, and screamed for all she was worth.
'DADDY. NO DADDY. YOU BROKEN MY BACK.'
Before walking around in a passable impression of a hunchback for the rest of the evening.
Absolutely no idea where she gets the propensity for melodrama from. None at all.