Poo, as he is affectionately called by his grandchildren, is a story teller. He has always been a story teller. When his children were small they would sit on his knee while he would read or, more often than not, make a story up. Then the children grew up, the stories stopped and he waited. He waited and waited until eventually, with his children's children sat on his knee, the story telling began anew.
One day during a story telling session, The Princess Maggie, who is just Maggie to everyone else, asked a very pointed question. ‘Poo. Are you going to get your stories made into a book?' There was expectation in that little voice. What could Poo do? The result of that question is in your hand.
Once upon a time, there was a giant called Tiny.Now that might seem a strange name for a giant, for Tiny was indeed a giant.But at the top of the mountain and above the clouds, in the land where giants lived, Tiny was the smallest giant in the land. So all of the other giants called him ‘Tiny'. ...
