Obviously, this has taken a degree of instruction from me, as the last time he wrote he was using a quill rather than a PC. But that's another story.
However, take it from me. He's good. Our childhoods were filled with stories and anecdotes, little tales and poems that got us through the scary and insecure times. 'The Big Red Moving Lorry' is one I particularly remember, if by now only the title.
Dungeekin the Elder is now addressing his wizened hands to the keyboard, and with his permission I am bringing his new masterwork, 'The Pursuit of Hedonism', to the Blogosphere. Here's a small extract to whet your appetite. . .
I'm sure you'll enjoy the rest.