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Most cars are just cars. Four wheels. An engine. Some seats. They take you to work. Or to school.
They bring you home again. But some cars—just a few—are more than cars.
Some cars are different.
Some cars are amazing.
And the Tooting family’s car was absolutely de?nitely not one of those.
It was so undifferent and so unamazing, in fact, that on the last day of the summer term when Lucy and Jem strolled out of the school gates and into the holidays, they walked straight past it. They didn’t even notice it was there until their father popped his head out of the window and shouted, “Lucy! Jem! Jump in! I’m giving you a lift!”
“I don’t need a lift,” said Lucy, who was ?fteen years old. “I need to be alone.” Lucy always dressed completely in black, ever since last Christmas.
“Why aren’t you at work?” asked Jem.
“Special occasion,” said Dad. “I have Big News.”
“Good Big News? Or Bad Big News?” said Jem, who was a bit of a worrier.
“All Big News is tragic,” said Lucy sadly. “Nothing good is ever news.”
“Wait and see,” said Dad. “First we’ll collect Little Harry from the child-minder.”
Little Harry hated being strapped into his car seat. As he struggled to get free, Jem said, “You have to be clipped in, in case we crash.”
“I lost my dinosaur,” said Little Harry.
“Are you going to tell us the Big Bad News now?” asked Lucy.
“It’s not bad news. First we’ll collect Mum from the shop.”
“You don’t usually collect me from the shop,” said Mum as she climbed into the front seat. “Has something terrible happened?”
“Tragic news,” said Lucy.
“What tragic news?”
“Not tragic news,” said Dad. “Big News. Excellent Big News.”
“Well, what is it?” I lost my dinosaur,” said Little Harry.
“Oh no,” said Mum. “Not the lovely red remote-control one that Santa brought you?”
“Can we stop talking about the dinosaur and talk about my news, please?” said Dad.
“Well . . .” said Dad, “I think we’re going to need takeaway to help us celebrate.”
They got the Celebration Banquet for Four with an extra portion of chicken in black bean sauce for Lucy—who liked to eat black food whenever she could. When it was all set out on the table, the lovely spicy smells curling into the air around them, Dad ?nally told them the excellent Big News.
“Children,” he said, “and, wife—my Excellent Big News is that”— he looked around the table, enjoying their expectant faces—“I never have to work again! What do you think of that!?”
“Wow!” said Little Harry.
“Brilliant!” said Jem.
“That was unexpected,” said Lucy.
“How come?” said Mum.
“Because,” said Dad, “I have been sacked! Hooray!”
“Hooray!” yelled Little Harry.
“Hooray!” re-yelled Dad.
CHITTY CHITTY BANG BANG FLIES AGAIN. Text by Frank Cottrell Boyce copyright © 2011 by the Ian Fleming Will Trust. Illustrations by Joe Berger copyright © 2011 by the Ian Fleming Will Trust. Chitty Chitty Bang Bang is a trademark of Danjaq, LLC, and United Artists Corporation and is used under license by the Ian Fleming Will Trust. All Rights Reserved. www.chittyfliesagain.com
When the Tooting family finds an old engine and fits it to their camper van, they have no idea what kind of adventure lies ahead. The engine used to belong to an extraordinary car…and it wants its bodywork back! But as the Tootings hurtle across the world rebuilding the original Chitty, a sinister baddie is on their trail—one who will stop at nothing to get the magnificent car for himself.
Buckle up! Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Flies Again is sure to take readers on a wild ride! Fueled by wry humor, this much-anticipated sequel to the children’s classic by Ian Fleming, creator of James Bond, is driven by bestselling, award-winning author Frank Cottrell Boyce and revved up by Joe Berger’s black-and-white illustrations. (Ages 9-12)
Hardcover Book : 224 pages
Publisher: Candlewick Press ( March 13, 2012 )
Item #: 13-598703
Product Dimensions: 5.125 x 7.625 inches
Product Weight: 12.0 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)