With autumn blowing in and the leaves turning, falling and being raked into big crunchy piles I thought I'd post a leafcentric seasonal cover. However, after regarding the smiley foursome (who apparently don't mind invading each other's personal circles of space), I've come to the conclusion that this book is not about oak leaves or elm leaves but of another kind of leaf entirely. Yes children, getting high on maryjane may leave you grinning from ear to ear, but a more insidious side effect is the inability to just say no to the self-tanner. Note to Jean Ure: Now this is the book you should have written!
2 comments:
You are so freaking funny. I would just scan over this in a store, your commentary is great, stuff I don't see.
Glad you like it. I had recently weeded all these books from my high school library and couldn't bear to let the cover illustrations fall into oblivion.
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