Tonight’s book review is of Nicholas Allan’s Christmas special: Father Christmas Comes Up Trumps.
Image courtesy of scholastic.co.uk
What it’s about (from the book): Father Christmas has lots of presents to deliver and he MUST NOT, MUST NOT make a sound. But he has stuffed himself with sprouts, and now there’s a rumble in his tummy and a naughty noise that’s bursting to get out! Find out whether Father Christmas manages to hold it in, in this trumptastic festive treat from the creator of Father Christmas Needs a Wee!
Holly’s review: This book is about farting. It’s a picture book for little children. I think it is about farting because often little kids find toilet stuff funny but it all depends on the child. Because I’m older I personally find this book more ‘rhymy’ and disgusting than funny. That’s because it rhymes and I am paying more attention to the rhyme and the rhythm. I can understand why younger kids would like this book and I think it’s a perfectly good reason.
I liked all of the pictures apart from one which I found quite disgusting as an older child. I liked the technique of drawing very much. I think it was watercolour style?
I do think one of the words might have been a bit advanced because even I wasn’t sure of it but the picture helped me. Otherwise the words were very child friendly.
In conclusion, I think this book is a good book especially for younger children and unadvanced readers. But I don’t think this was the book for me. I found it a bit too young for me.
Sam’s review: The title of the book gives the game away a bit really but it’s a very clever play on words and a good way actually of getting children used to colloquialisms. I think ‘trumping’ anyway is much more ‘cuddly’ than ‘farting’ which is why Father Christmas is always interrupted before he utters the dreaded F word by his head elf. I’ve never quite understood the coyness around the word – yes, it’s rather crude and Anglo Saxon in sound but trumping and tooting and various other cringeworthy things I used to hear at toddler groups (‘windy pops’ come to mind) are tiresome euphemisms. But I’ll take trumping as the best of the lot.
Anyway, linguistic debate aside, I think Holly has hit the nail on the head with regards implied reader. This book will get some chuckles from people of any age but it’s definitely going to be popular with those kids firmly entrenched in the toilet/potty humour stage of development. I did smile throughout the story and wince in empathy with Father Christmas (as would anyone who has ever suffered the after effects of Brussels Sprouts) but that’s probably as far as I would go in my reaction. The image that Holly refers to is quite funny in its way but I can see why she might find it disgusting – won’t spoil it for you though!
Potty humour isn’t really our thing but I do appreciate this will be a popular book with many children and I think it’s a fun title for Christmas.
What do you think about potty humour? And Santa? And the two combined?!