You take up writing, you become obsessed with plots and characters, themes and conclusions. Then you join a writers' workshop in an effort to improve your technical skills. You become inundated with advice. People line up to stamp on your tautologies (ouch!) and pour words of wisdom into your head. Hundreds of hours see you stooped over a keyboard perfecting your craft. You have to if you want to get anywhere, right?

Well, d'you know who the third biggest selling author is on this planet?

Roger Hargreaves.

The Mr Men books.

I can't think of anything to say to that. It just seems so wrong.

But then I'm a little biased because I've had to read three of these 'delightful' books every night for the past four years to my darling daughter. They wear a little thin, after a while.