Food poisoning. I race to the bathroom, throwing young children from my path. An hour later I'm still sitting, shivering, sweating and generally feeling miserable with the world. All of a sudden, my phone rings and a voice says “Forget whatever you are doing at this moment and imagine you are lying on a glorious Fijian beach” and amazingly, despite the circumstances, I did indeed imagine lying on a glorious Fijian beach. I could do this because I have a superb imagination. Someone else who has a superb imagination is Gaz Quaggan and it's on full display in his book; But Not Big to Dinosaurs. Gaz obviously loves words and the use of. It's a book full of short tales but don't expect a beginning, middle and end. Instead Gaz has a Monty Pythonesque (is that a word) quality of letting the words flow where they might. All you can do is enjoy the fun of the ride. Amongst the surreal tales are pages of jokes and one liners that you can steal and pretend that you thought of them. I enjoyed it immensely.
PS..the phone call turned out to be from a company advertising pure wool ceiling insulation. Evidently if I had it installed, I would save so much money on heating costs that eventually I'd save enough for a Fijian holiday. Those of you with a superb imagination can probably imagine where I told them to stick their pure wool insulation.
Enjoy the wacky world of But Not Big to Dinosaurs.
Stephen Ainley, Author of the Dennis Bisskit Adventures.