This book is pleasantly illustrated enough and the text occasionally rollicks along, but on the whole I found it a charmless tale of Duck wanting pumpkin soup but eventually (he gets very hungry) settling for orange vegetable soup instead. Though the author certainly tries hard. It’s about pumpkin soup, which is why we chose it from the library just before Hallowe’en. It’s about a fussy eater who doesn’t appreciate the effort involved in attempting to feed him, but in my opinion any moral to be drawn from that is undermined by the way he’s simply offered more and more different kinds of soup until finally he likes one. It features a substory of bugs plotting to steal the soup via a Heath-Robinson-esque contraption under the sink but it’s hard to see what they’re up to and it never seems very funny, even when they steal the only soup Duck will eat. I also found it annoying that the carnivore ate veg soup and the herbivore ate chicken soup. My daughter cheerily enjoyed it a couple of times, though.
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Another of Mike Inkpen’s inventive tales of cute urban animals, though this one does have storyline similarities to Kipper’s Toybox. Rollo’s the kindly corner-store cat. The LFB is the Little Fluffy Bird (I’m not sure the acronym concept got across, though). And Ruff is the rat who yearns for nicer living conditions and tastier rations. The tap drips and the cat dozes, but somebody rather smelly has chomped his way through Rollo’s rug and red ball and then curled up for a nap in the LFB’s freshly made nest. The culprit’s tale of underground woe and drain-damaged dinner inspires Rollo and the LFB to make Ruff a cosy bed at the top of the drainpipe, and to feed him a delicious selection of cornershop dainties. My daughter was charmed to think of snuggliness and sweeties. The last page features the grateful Ruff having a good wash under the tap, now that he can live a clean new life (perhaps meant to be a nudge to reluctant bathers?). Pictures are simple and pleasing in the Inkpen tradition and the book is a bit more challenging to read than most of the Kipper adventures we’ve read.
This charming book’s simple story will appeal to two-year-olds and older who are perhaps starting to ‘look after’ their dolls or soft toys in a nurturing way. A small, sad, hungry cat with no home is rescued by a kind little girl who names him Ginger and feeds him up. A few unusually difficult (for a two-year-old) words and concepts are introduced, such as the nervousness of the cat at finding himself indoors, and the implication that because ‘his tail was like a string!’ he was very skinny. The illustrations are sweet too. Why not combine the book with a toy cat and practise stroking it the right way?