There really must be something about children’s books that turns even quite pc journalists somewhat less pc. And I don’t think it’s all right.
Congratulations to Francesca Simon and Horrid Henry for winning the Children’s Book of the Year in the Galaxy British Book Awards this week. Unfortunately the Guardian seemed to think that Horrid Henry’s only achievement was beating Katie Price’s Perfect Ponies. It’s time for grown-ups to stop sneering at Henry as though the Horrid Henry books aren’t real books. Henry is lovely. The books about him are real, and fun.
And Henry’s older pal Harry Potter did well, too. Again, no reason why he shouldn’t. You can be too cool and literary when commenting on children’s books. Or did I already say that?