A Knobbly Bottom story by Peapod

Knobbly Bottom is a new series of books by Emily-Jane Clark, illustrated by Jeff Crowther and it has become a fast and undeniable hit in our house.

We have printed the stat cards from the backs of the books to create and play Knobbly Bottom top-trumps. 

We have played at being Nan Helsing and Maggie Mackay on the way home from school/parties after being given lollipops. 

'We' have quoted “what the heckedy doo dah is a golden grunt?!” at full volume on repeat approximately eleventy billion times. 

We have luckily avoided making the tomato ketchup cupcakes from book two (phew!) And now, Peapod has created his own Knobbly Bottom adventure…

We hope Emily-Jane and Jeff don’t mind us appropriating their ideas for (what may be the first?) Knobbly Bottom fan-fic! 

Words by Peapod, typing by yours truly. Pictures all Peapod’s creation, with a little help drawing the ‘realistic(?!?!)’ cow to avoid a tantrum.

Knobbly Bottom – The Electrifying Cows by Peapod, age 5

Once upon a time there lived a 7 year old boy. He was getting ready for bed. He got into bed and his mum said “goodnight” and switched off the light and closed the door quietly.

As soon as the door slammed shut, he got out of bed, tip toed down the stairs – tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe – and he creaked open the door of the kitchen.

And then he went into the kitchen and he saw electrifying cows all staring at him. The baddies edged towards him and then the baddies started chasing him.

Mum heard all the clattering and clonking outside the kitchen door and then she edged open the door, saw what was the matter and she got some pizza and threw it in one of their mouths.

Then they started to wiggle. And to turn a little bit cow shaped again. Soon they were normal cows again and ran off to their field.

My mum didn’t see me in the corner when the cattle had begun, so I creaking the door open, tiptoed through the dining room and stopped at the bottom of the stairs. Then tiptoed up the staircase, went up to his room, in his room, shut the door, and then he turned the light off and went to bed.

In the morning, mum woke up and said “how you doing?”… TO BE CONTINUED!!”