Books with author Tim Tomkinson

The story looks at the world through the eyes of a four-year-old child, NEONONCKLE, written on his behalf by his grandfather, DADA; four year olds are not renowned for writing books, from conception up until four years of age. AA funny, bizarre, humorous entertaining story, if you want to be uplifted, laugh for days afterwards, read Neononckle's own story told his way. Children see the world differently to adults and the story captures the young mind. His experiences, many funny, a lot off the scale, some sad, all exciting. He describes his mother breathing, her pregnancy fads. The trauma before his birth when he realises he's to be born just before Christmas - losing out bid time on toys. His delivery - a big scary world - as he slides out and away from the only home he'd know from the time of his conception: still, out he comes like an Olympic skier--from bag to birth to breast--first cry, first poo. The warmth when held by his mother, father patiently waiting by the bedside. Potty training, adult placating exercises--the palaver when he uses his pot. His ingenious plan to own fire, thwarted, "his tub-bin, his contraption, his Pain" His first nursery experience, the changing seasons; how he understands life's experiences, written as if he, Neononckle, is writing the book--the way of the child. The story is fun to read, and yet, the reader will see a part of him or herself in the story - a laugh from start to finish.ISBN 978-145836149Globe Publications Limited

Excerpt from The World's Workers: Sarah Robinson, Agnes Weston, Mrs. MeredithWell might the inhabitant of the blue van lie anxiously awake, wondering whether she had not undertaken a task which her poor suffering body could not carry out. But troubles which loom over us like giants in the solitary night hours, dwindle into dwarfs with the return of day, and Sarah Robinson began to feel brighter when morning came.There was work to be done, too - such work as had never been done before; and there's nothing that sends up the mercury in the mental thermometer more quickly than work.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from The World's Workers: Sarah Robinson, Agnes Weston, Mrs. MeredithWell might the inhabitant of the blue van lie anxiously awake, wondering whether she had not undertaken a task which her poor suffering body could not carry out. But troubles which loom over us like giants in the solitary night hours, dwindle into dwarfs with the return of day, and Sarah Robinson began to feel brighter when morning came.There was work to be done, too - such work as had never been done before; and there's nothing that sends up the mercury in the mental thermometer more quickly than work.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

The story looks at the world through the eyes of NEONONCKLE, written on his behalf by his grandfather, DADA from conception up until four years of age. Four-year-olds are not renowned for writing books. A funny, bizarre, humorous entertaining story, if you want to be uplifted, laugh for days, read Neononckle's own story told his way. Children see the world differently to adults and the story captures the young mind. His experiences, many funny, a lot off the scale, some sad, all exciting. He describes his mother breathing, her pregnancy fads. The trauma before his birth when he realises he's to be born just before Christmas - losing out big time on toys. His delivery - a big scary world - as he slides out and away from the only home he'd know from the time of his conception: still, out he comes like an Olympic skier--from bag to birth to breast -first cry, first poo. The warmth when held by his mother, father patiently waiting by the bedside. Potty training, adult placating exercises-the palaver when he uses his potty. His ingenious plan to own fire, thwarted, "his tub-bin, his contraption, his "Pain." His first nursery experience, the changing seasons; how he understands life's experiences, written as if he, Neononckle, is writing the book- the way of the child. The story is fun to read, and yet, the reader will see a part of him or herself in the story.

The story looks at the world through the eyes of a four year old, NEONONCKLE, written on his behalf by his grandfather, DADA. Four year olds are not renowned for writing books. It starts at conception until Neononckle is four years of age, his story, his biography, through his eyes, for children see things differently to adults, the story captures these experiences, many funny, a lot off the scale, some sad, all exciting, totally hilarious. He remembers the parting from his MOTHER, she breathed, ate, slept for him up until then. His first warmth at her breast, FATHER, patiently waiting for the 'it' to be a 'he.' The traumatic experience when he realizes his birth is just before Christmas where he risks losing out big time on toys; tried to hold on but in vain. Meeting his sister, the PAIN, grandparents, all noses and nostrils, then home to meet the two dogs; he is the new boy on the block, and he intends to make an immediate mark. His priority is to train his parents, draws up a control list, for there is a lot which they need to learn, 'him' being in total charge, number one for a start. His first birthday, the party, presents, cake, a lone candle, he learns to move around, restrained by the 'contraption,' he detests. The time he spends with his Dada and NANA, how they are easy to handle, pushovers compared to his parents. His trip to America where he is given a 'tub bin' that helps him think. Potty training, adult placating exercises, thinking them mad, the palaver they make each time he went to use his potty - his plan to own fire, but thwarted by his spoilsport mother. His first nursery experience - the changing seasons, snow, wind, rain, how things grow; death, how he sees it, all he needs to understand. The story is full of his experiences of life, each chapter written as if he, Neononckle, is writing the book, his story, told his way, the way a child sees the world in 31 chapters. The story is fun to read and a laugh from start to finish.