The Stinky Cheese Man (and other fairly stupid tales) by Jon Scieszka
It was with an air of nostalgia that I picked up this book at East Sheen library today. The last time I read it was during a children’s literature class at college. It was great being able to reread it for the sheer joy of it (and particularly enjoy the award-winning illustrations by Lane Smith) without thinking about its ‘intertextuality’, ‘unreliable narration’, ‘post-modernism’ and other metafictive devices. Saying that, it’s not as clever as I remembered. And it’s not anywhere near as funny as Roald Dahl’s ‘Revolting Rhymes’.