I Am Bat
Morag Hood is a visual storyteller par excellence and in her usual fashion, she couples that with a minimal text of perfectly chosen words.
With his Dracula-style teeth, Bat is a somewhat irascible character and he most definitely does not like mornings. What he does like though are cherries, lovely juicy red ones and he guards them fiercely.
Woe betide any creature that so much as touches even one; that will cause bat to unleash leonine-like ferocity.
Surprisingly though, Bat leaves his precious cherries unguarded and they start to disappear.
Readers, although not Bat, will be quick to notice that the culprits are animals; he even has the cheek to accuse us having stolen his hoard.
“I will never be happy again,” he declares; but then what should appear right before his eyes but a luscious alternative.
Fickle Bat now has a new favourite fruit to sink his fangs into.
Who could fail to have a good laugh at this small melodrama: an utterly batty book that will have a wide audience appeal.