What do you think?
Rate this book
What A Circus
Last in the series...Neither Bonkers nor Whiteback had ever seen a circus before. They couldn't wait to get involved. They were taken there by Boomerang, Willbe and the rest of the herd. None of them could possibly have guessed what would happen next.
120 pages, Paperback
First published July 1, 2013
471 people want to read
About the author
Paul Langley
3 books3 followersIt was November 2011 and after experiencing several hospital admissions during the previous 6 years, I once again found myself in yet another hospital bed. This time, I was allocated one in an isolation room, due to my seriously compromised immune system and was feeling distinctly unwell; although probably not that much worse than on previous occasions.
I had arrived at St. Thomas’ hospital the day before, in some discomfort. My consultant thought I was suffering from a chest infection, and gave me a prescription for yet another course of antibiotics. I was about to leave when he suddenly change his mind and sent me for a scan.
After some quite considerable time and a lot of confusion, there I was in a room with a lovely view of the Houses of Parliament. I was just about to try and have a snooze, after sending the obligatory report to Jan my wife, when in walked my consultant with four of his trainee junior doctors in tow. They all stood at the foot of my bed first looking at me, then at a set of notes, then back at me. There was an unsettling silence.
Finally my consultant announced that I had two massive blood clots, one in each of the main arteries leading to my lungs. I just swallowed and took a deep breath. He went on “I don’t think you realize how ill you really are. I think you should have your family around you tonight because I don’t expect you to survive till morning”. It was at this point I thought he must have been talking to someone else who was sitting in the visitor’s chair beside my bed, but when I looked, there was no one there. We exchanged brief pleasantries before they all left the room and closed the door behind them.
After a few minutes and with several thoughts racing through my head, I slid down in bed and turned to look back at the visitor’s chair just to check, and there sat Bonkers, a character from my many manuscripts that I had been scribbling down while laying in hospital beds over the years.
He sat there with crossed legs, one of his paws leaning on the arm of the chair while resting his head on his paw. “ Don’t look at me,” he said, “he’s not a vet!”
I quickly shuffled out of bed, turned around, but he had disappeared. It was at that moment I said to myself “if I ever get out of this place alive, I must get these stories out of my head and into print”. Three weeks later I started on my books.
I had arrived at St. Thomas’ hospital the day before, in some discomfort. My consultant thought I was suffering from a chest infection, and gave me a prescription for yet another course of antibiotics. I was about to leave when he suddenly change his mind and sent me for a scan.
After some quite considerable time and a lot of confusion, there I was in a room with a lovely view of the Houses of Parliament. I was just about to try and have a snooze, after sending the obligatory report to Jan my wife, when in walked my consultant with four of his trainee junior doctors in tow. They all stood at the foot of my bed first looking at me, then at a set of notes, then back at me. There was an unsettling silence.
Finally my consultant announced that I had two massive blood clots, one in each of the main arteries leading to my lungs. I just swallowed and took a deep breath. He went on “I don’t think you realize how ill you really are. I think you should have your family around you tonight because I don’t expect you to survive till morning”. It was at this point I thought he must have been talking to someone else who was sitting in the visitor’s chair beside my bed, but when I looked, there was no one there. We exchanged brief pleasantries before they all left the room and closed the door behind them.
After a few minutes and with several thoughts racing through my head, I slid down in bed and turned to look back at the visitor’s chair just to check, and there sat Bonkers, a character from my many manuscripts that I had been scribbling down while laying in hospital beds over the years.
He sat there with crossed legs, one of his paws leaning on the arm of the chair while resting his head on his paw. “ Don’t look at me,” he said, “he’s not a vet!”
I quickly shuffled out of bed, turned around, but he had disappeared. It was at that moment I said to myself “if I ever get out of this place alive, I must get these stories out of my head and into print”. Three weeks later I started on my books.
Ratings & Reviews
Friends & Following
Create a free account to discover what your friends think of this book!
Community Reviews
Displaying 1 - 3 of 3 reviews
August 14, 2013
I received a copy of this book in the goodreads giveaway. This book is a really cute story about a group of cats looking out for one of their friends. She went missing and so they all gathered together to go on a long journey to find her. They join together on their journey with some other animal friends and have quiet an adventure. I thought it was a wonderful chapter book for kids and just a good book for anyone really!!
August 5, 2013
A fun read with dogs, cats, mice and deer. I would highly recommend this book for young readers. Illustrations are very well done. I enjoyed reading this book and I would think it would be an easy enjoyable book for our young people. Even little ones that like older folks to read to them.
August 31, 2013
I have purchased all 3 of Paul Langleys books for my 9 year old sister, I decided to read them myself as she kept going on about how good they were.
They were excellent and I really enjoyed them hence the 5 stars!
They were excellent and I really enjoyed them hence the 5 stars!
Displaying 1 - 3 of 3 reviews