So, you know those occasions when you’re brave enough to feel down the back of the sofa? If you’re really lucky you might find 10p, but more likely there’ll be pencils, crayons and probably an old wine gum.
In The Day the Crayons Came Home by Drew Daywalt and Oliver Jeffers, one of those crayons sends a postcard to Duncan, the little boy who lost it, asking him to come to the rescue.
He also receives postcards from other crayons that have been neglected; left in the garden, washed with the socks, abandoned in the basement and thrown up by the dog.
We hear from Esteban who, fed up with being ‘pea green’, changes his name to travel the world, and from ‘neon red’ who got left behind on holiday and is working his way home.
Quirky, humorous and fun for both me and my six year old to read, this is delivered as a succession of postcards until Duncan realises the error of his ways and makes amends.
Unfortunately, it hasn’t encouraged anyone in my house to be tidier.