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Beekle Henry
By Nick Creech
Illustrations: Eric Lobbecke
Text copyright © Nicholas R. Creech
2013
Nick Creech asserts the moral right to
be identified as the author of this work
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be
reproduced or otherwise used without the prior
permission of the author
Set in Times New Roman
For the boys
Contents
ALSO BY NICK CREECH
THE AUTHOR
Foreword
The King of the Ungle
'Umble Bumble
Beekle Henry and the Picnic
The Drought, Part I
The Drought, Part II
Beekle Henry and the Thrush
The Butterflies' Ball
The Royal Crown
ALSO BY NICK CREECH
Galiconia
A Way with Dragons
The Blob, the Frog, the Dog and the Girl
Three-P
THE AUTHOR
Nick Creech is a former newspaper journalist. He has two sons, both now successful
and more-or-less responsible adults who still deign to talk to him from time to time in
tones of kindly condescension. He has a wife who does the same, mostly. Since leaving
journalism, he has written extensively for children, young adults and people who just
enjoy a good story.
Foreword
This book was conceived in desperation. Like many parents I found the notion of
telling stories and casting my children as the main characters a useful device to impart
knowledge, attitude and possibly even some wisdom. Foolishly, however, I allowed
these stories to become an item of barter. Vegetables would be eaten without protest if I
would tell a story, baths would be taken without ruinous devastation if I would tell a
story, the television would be turned off if I would tell a story. By the time I had
plagiarised everyone from Enid Blyton to Herman Melville, not forgetting Shakespeare,
Homer and Virgil, I was both a hunted and a haunted man.
Beekle Henry was the eventual result, stories which no longer featured the boys but
which were unapologetically discursive and wide-ranging and which, read aloud more
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