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Hi, Internet. Can you hear me?
I don’t know how this thing works, really. We don’t get fancy things like computers or microwaves in Corne-on-the-Kobb. In my house we only get electricity because Lamp built a rod that catches all the lightning and saves it all up for when it gets dark.
Anyway, my name’s Casper Candlewacks, I’m eleven years old and some strange man with floppy hair has just given me a sheet of paper with questions on it and asked me to give some answers. While I speak he’s tapping away at a tappy thing and the words I’m saying are popping up on the screen. Like this. And this. Will you just write anything I say? BLAAAH. POTTED WEASELS. THE FLOPPY-HAIRED MAN IS AN IDIOT. HE LOOKS STUPID WHEN HE TAPS ON HIS TAPPY THING. Ah, this will never get old.
OK, so I’d better answer your questions:
“Is your mum an idiot? And your dad too?” - anon, from Bigland Green
They’re both idiots, yeah. In their own way. Mum watches a lot of TV, and I mean a LOT. She only ever gets up off the sofa during the weather reports, and that’s only because she never goes outside. You know those shows that come on at lunchtime that you only see when you’re ill, about knitting or watercolours, and you wonder who ever watches them? Yeah, it’s my mum. My dad’s a chef. Well, he calls himself a chef, but if he is then so’s anybody who can start a fire in a frying pan. Once he burnt my ice cream. How do you even do that?
“Where would you like to go for your summer holiday?” - Emma
I’ve never been abroad. I heard there were tigers. I’d quite like Scotland because they catch and eat this animal called a ‘Haggis’. I don’t know anything more about the ‘Haggis’ though, and what I do know was told to me by Mitch McMassive who you shouldn’t trust really. Once he told me that birds fly south in winter because there’s a 50% sale off spare beaks every christmas in France.
“Casper, how do you run away from a tiger?” - Jake
Don’t know…I’ve never been abroad. I hope you didn’t need the answer urgently though. Well, my guess is you sprint as fast as you can towards the nearest paint shop. Buy a tin of orange paint and a tin of black. Then paint yourself in stripes and roar a bit. Hopefully the tiger will make friends with you instead. If this doesn’t work, learn to fly. Tigers can’t fly.
“Was it fun driving the Bubbel Buggy?” - Will
It was terrifying! After a while you get used to the popping sensation and it’s really good fun, but it doesn’t half shake your bum. Lamp doesn’t believe in suspension, you see. He said “If I wanted suspension, I would’ve made it float.” I couldn’t sit down properly for a week.
“Do you like swimming?” - William
Ooh no. We don’t have a pool in Corne-on-the-Kobb, but we do have the river Kobb. It’s frrrrrreezing and full of sharks.
“What does B.A.D. stand for?” - Kai
Beavers Are Dirty. It’s true as well. Once, as a punishment, I had to clean sixty beavers until they were sparkling. Took me three days (with lunch breaks).
“Have you ever been bitten by a pigeon?” – Anton
Yeah, and it hurt like mad. I got attacked by a whole man-pecking flock when The Great Tiramisu cursed the village. Tell you what, I’d rather clean a million beavers than be eaten by pigeons. Imagine your last thought as you slipped down its gullet being “Cor, pigeon’s breath doesn’t half stink!”
“How do you make a monkey laugh?” - Samuel
Print jokes on the skin of its bananas.
“How would you tame a man-eating pigeon?” - Rtvik
I wouldn’t. I’d just run far far away (or to the nearest paint shop for a tin of grey paint).
“When’s your birthday? And what would you like for your birthday present?”
It’s in April at some point, but neither of my parents remember when. So we just celebrate my birthday over the whole month. One day we have the cake, the next day we clear up the cake. One day Dad gets me a present (last year it was a bag of courgettes from the local shop), the next day I take it back to the shop and spend the money on sweets. As for what I want, if it’s a choice between courgettes and sweets then I’ll take the sweets.
I’m exhausted now! People don’t often ask questions in Corne-on-the-Kobb, and if they do they’ve normally wandered off before you can give a good answer. It was nice to chat, anyway.
(You can read all about Casper’s adventures in ‘Casper Candlewacks in Death by Pigeon!’ by me, the floppy-haired typist, Ivan Brett. If you’re reading this in the future you should ride your hovercars to the nearest book shop and look out for his other adventures, ‘Casper Candlewacks in The Claws of Crime’ and ‘Casper Candlewacks in Attack of the Braniacs’. Enjoy!)
Every month I’m going to be giving you a chance to shoot the breeze with one of Corne-on-the-Kobb’s central characters. They’ll answer any question you ask (within reason), so this is your opportunity to find out some more about them. What’s their favourite sport? When did they last tickle a lemur? Do they know the muffin man? You can ask all these questions and more, and then marvel as they completely fail to satisfy you with a sensible answer.
First up it’s Casper Candlewacks, our scruffy-haired hero who sets out on an adventure to save his Dad from being fed to the pigeons. Those of you who have read the book will have seen him in action, but for those of you who haven’t, here’s a little snapshot:
(That’s Casper on the right. Lamp Flannigan, on the left, is eating a bunch of coriander that he found on the floor.)
Imagine being the only boy with any sense in a village full of idiots. Imagine your only friend being Lamp Flannigan, a boy who invents things like sponge shoes for walking on water. Imagine your mum being addicted to the telly, your dad being a stressed chef who can’t cook and your little baby sibling owning a set of fangs to rival a shark. You just want a normal life, but in Corne-on-the-Kobb that’s just not going to happen.
If you need to know any more, just watch me interviewing Casper HERE!
Well, Casper’s agreed to answer some of your questions, so go ahead. This is your chance to find out what it’s like to live in a village full of idiots, so ask away! You can pose any question you like. It doesn’t even have to be about the book. He’s not an expert on much but he’ll give anything a good go.
So go on…ask Casper something! Stick a question in the comments below, or you can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org (although I’m still sorting that out so if I’ve not replied to you in email yet, it’s probably because I can’t access it at the moment. Be patient!) In a couple of weeks I’ll collate the questions and send them to Casper, and we’ll see what he comes back with.
GO GO GO!
So the big thing coming up for me is the Spill the Ink Tour, a big roadshow organised by HarperCollins where a few children’s authors (4 this year) travel around the country for a week, visiting schools and bookshops to spread the word about our books.
I’m lucky enough to be part of it this year – an incredibly exciting prospect as it’s my first real author tour. I’ll keep you up to date on all the adventures we get up to on this blog, but you can also visit the hub of the action HERE!
If things go to plan, my events at schools will involve the kids making some pretty special creations, which I’ll stick pictures of up on here too. (Believe me, you don’t want to miss that.)
A couple of other things for now…once Spill the Ink (or SPINK, as my editor has taken to calling it) is over, I’ll be getting started on the ‘Ask a Character’ feature. It’ll be your chance to ask anything you like to one of the characters in my book. First up will be Casper himself, so get your thinking caps on and work out what you want to ask him. Anything goes (except for rude questions, obviously, and boring questions or questions about lobsters or in fact any seafood, to be honest. Also don’t ask him about anything with the letter ‘d’ in it, and he doesn’t much like question marks so make it more of a statement). You’ll have your chance to ask Casper your question in a later post, so save them up for now. Write them on your hand in permanent marker, or even on your head. Remember though, if you do write questions on your head you’ll need to write them backwards so you can read them on a mirror. Thank me later.
Secondly, a couple of people have been asking about reviews. If you’ve come to this site having read the book I’d love you to get in touch in the comments section below. Tell me what you thought! (Currently the email address on the left hand side doesn’t work, so don’t try that unless you really like receiving failure notifications. There are also loads of places on the internet that you can leave a public review, like here or here, but definitely not here.
See you at SPINK!