This is the second book in the Vulgar the Viking series, whose publication in June happily coincides with a similar-sounding sporting event taking place later on in the Summer. Vulgar is determined that this year, the village of Blubber won’t be clobbered in the Great Gulp Games by their competition from neighbouring Gulp, so he begins training in earnest with the help of all his friends. You certainly won’t find goat-hurdling or walrus-wrestling at the Olympics (and all the poorer they shall be for it, too).
Kirsty Stansfield of publisher Nosy Crow says: "This is a great series for young readers with a thirst for adventure. Who hasn't felt trapped by everyday modern living? Especially when you're seven. The idea of being able to skip school and go out into the wilds, looking for thrills and spills and elk manure to juggle, your big, loveable hound for company - idyllic!"
Vulgar the Viking and the Great Gulp Games Synopsis
Vulgar’s adventures are so funny they’ll make you laugh until your sides are Thor!...
Every year, the village of Blubber competes against the neighbouring town of Gulp in the Viking Games, and every year, the Blubberers get thrashed. Convinced he can do better this time, Vulgar starts training - with comically catastrophic results - but worse is to come when he arrives at the Games to discover he and his friends have all been mistakenly entered into the goat hurdling! And when Vulgar's arch-enemy Gunnar turns up in the same event, the stage is set for the most ill-tempered and chaotic goat-hurdling race in Viking history.
A funny, messy, glorious series for 7-9 year-old-boys. Imagine Horrid Henry in a horned helmet and you’re there! And vikings are on the (current) national curriculum for Key Stage 2 History.
We’d like to tell you all sorts of things about Odin Redbeard. We’d like to tell you he’s a Viking who likes to pillage in his spare time. We’d like to tell you he lives on a fjord where he fishes from his longboat. We’d like to tell you that he wears a horned helmet when he goes down to the supermarket. But we can’t tell you anything: Odin Redbeard is – you’ve guessed it – a pseudonym. His true identity must be kept secret. Believe me, if we could tell you, you’d be the first to know. But we can’t. So please don’t ask us to.
