Eva Ibbotson - Let Sleeping Sea-Monsters Lie-And Other Cautionary Tales (Short Story Collection)

To Ellen

Contents

Foreword by Julia Donaldson

The Worm and the Toffee-Nosed Princess

Never Steal Milk from a Frid

Let Sleeping Sea-Monsters Lie

The Boobrie and the Sheepish Scotsmen

The Brollachan Who Kept Mum

Foreword

As long as stories and people have existed, parents have been telling cautionary tales to their children, warning them what might happen to them if they are nasty, reckless or just bad-mannered. But these are cautionary tales with a difference. True, the offenders have the usual vices they are rude, snobbish, disobedient, aggressive and bossy and are bound to come a cropper. But the way in which they get their comeuppance is ingenious in every case, and always has something to do with an imaginary monster. In these adventures you will be introduced to a Frid, a Kraken, a Boobrie and several other creatures populating Eva Ibbotsons fertile mind.

Eva Ibbotson, in common with some of my other favourite writers such as E. Nesbit and Roald Dahl, writes with a delightful mixture of wild imagination and down-to-earth common sense, tempering her flights of fancy with a satisfying sense of justice. These are the sort of stories I enjoyed as a child, which my children enjoyed and which Im sure my grandchildren will enjoy too.

Julia Donaldson

The Worm and the Toffee-Nosed Princess

Once upon a time there lived a worm. Not an earthworm earthworms are smooth and pink and soft with purple bulges in the middle. Not a tapeworm tapeworms are white and flat and slippery and like to live inside peoples stomachs if they can. Not a lugworm either lugworms, which people use for fishing, stay buried in the sand.

No, this was a very different sort of worm. It was a great, long, hairy worm, and when I say long I mean as long as a train or as two football pitches or as four thousand, three hundred and fifty pork sausages laid end to end. This worm had a forked tongue like so many monsters and a poisonous breath but it didnt have wings; it just slithered. Dragons have wings; worms dont. What it did have was the power to join itself up again when it was cut into pieces. It also had blue eyes which is unusual in a worm.

One day this worm was lying peacefully in a field. Its head was by the gate and its body was looped round and round and round the field it was in, and a bit over into the next field. And as the worm lay there, just thinking its own thoughts, the gate opened and a Princess walked in.

The Princess looked at the worm and the worm looked at the Princess. Then the worm lifted its head, with its cornflower-blue eyes, and said:

Good morning.

It did not say Good morning because it thought it was an enchanted prince and wanted the Princess to kiss it and turn it back into a prince. It knew perfectly well that it was not an enchanted prince. It said Good morning because it was a polite worm and that is what you say to people and certainly to princesses when they come through your front gate.

But the Princess did not say Good morning back. She made a rather rude gesture and then she said:

Phooey!

Now Phooey is not a nice thing to say to a worm when it has just said Good morning to you. The worm was amazed. It thought it had misheard. So it lifted its head to speak again.

I said Good morning, Princess, said the worm.

And I, said the Princess, making an even ruder gesture, said Phooey!.

Now this worm was not particularly ferocious or troublesome but it was a worm. Worms are like dragons or serpents: they are monsters and able to be fierce. So when the Princess said Phooey to it a second time, the worm did the only thing it could do. It shot out its forked and poisonous tongue, wrapped it round the Princess, pulled her into its mouth and swallowed her. Then it went back to lying peacefully in the field.

Well, you can imagine the fuss in the palace when it was discovered that the Princess had disappeared.

Where is the Princess? shouted the King, and:

Where is my little girl? wailed the Queen, and:

Where is Her Royal Highness? yelled the servants.

Actually, the servants werent at all sorry that the Princess had gone because shed been a very naughty child. Shed begun as one of those babies that turn purple from screaming and kick people in the stomach, and gone on to be the sort of little girl who yells with temper if shes asked to put on a pair of plain knickers instead of lace ones. Later she was faddy about her food and snobby with the children who came to play with her and rude to the servants. Princess Toffee-Nose they called her because thats just what she was.

But when it was discovered that the Princess had not only vanished, but been eaten by a worm, something had to be done. So the King sent out a proclamation to say that anyone could have half the treasure in his kingdom if he would go out and slay the loathsome monster who had devoured his daughter. He would also have offered his daughters hand in marriage but of course he couldnt because she had been eaten by a worm.

Then he waited for lots of princes to come flocking to the palace, but nobody came at all. This was because the Princess had been rude to so many people that no one cared what happened to her and nobody wanted to risk being killed.

But at last they found a tired old Knight who said, All right, Ill see what I can do.

So the Knight rode off on his rather battered old horse in his rather rusty armour to the field where the worm was still lying peacefully with his head by the gate and his body coiled round and round the field. And because the Knight was a very fearless knight he began at once to chop pieces off the worm, starting at the tail. He chopped off one piece and then another and another. And every time he chopped off a piece he threw it as far away as he could, over a hedge or into a duck pond, because he thought that if he did this the worm would not be able to join itself up again. He didnt know, you see, that he was dealing with a very clever worm.