Mac and I did some book buying over the weekend. We buy a lot of books for the two younger boys - they're prolific readers. Sometimes what we get doesn't appeal to them but we got lucky with the last couple of purchases
Spud (aged 10) has really got stuck into "Uneasy Tales", a collection of supernatural short stories by Arthur Conan Doyle. He likes them because "they're kinda creepy".
Meanwhile, the Big Fella (13) is completely engrossed in "The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster". He'll be taking it along to the Christian youth club he goes to on Fridays - he wants to cause a stir. That's my boy!
Of course, being the Big Fella, his take on it is slightly skewed: He refuses to acknowledge that it's a satirical work and has chosen instead to regard it as revealed truth. "The Christian's have their Gospel; now I've got mine!" I can tell he's spoiling for a fight - he'll be going head to head with the Christians this Friday. Good luck to him.
