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More About Roald Dahl in More About Boy.

Just in time for Roald Dahl Day on the 13th, Puffin has published an "extended" version of Roald Dahl's boyhood memoir, Boy, called More About Boy.

From the Amazon UK page:
What were Roald Dahl's first words? Read his account of going to football matches with Joss Spivvis, the gardener. This new edition of a favourite book contains a wealth of new photos, facts and writings about Roald Dahl and his childhood, together with the original text and illustrations from his much-loved memoir. With lots of little-known details, this is a must-have for all Dahl fans!
I checked with Kinokuniya but they don't have it yet. Faster, Kino!

I guess we can expect More About Going Solo in the future? And then it won't take long before they start releasing More About Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator or More About The Magic Finger or More About The Vicar of Nibbleswicke or... okay, I'll stop here.

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  1. Now I have never read Roald Dahl and I am sure you will tell me I should. I will check with my library.

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  2. You really should Jo. If not his children's stories then at least his adult short stories. They're really quite good.

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  3. Off on a trip, when I get back, I will look into his books. I usually like children's stories anyway.

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  4. I've never seen or heard of this book. If you could sum it up into a sentence or two, how would you and how would you compare it to the original Boy?

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  5. I haven't seen it yet either so I can't give a comparison. Will blog about it if I find it though.

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