If you like fart gags (and you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t) Audrey Orr and the Robot Rage is going to be right up your gate. That’s Norwegian for ‘street’. You can laminate that and stick it on a flash card. But I digress. Fart gags are just the start in this gag-heavy romp. There are athlete’s foot jokes aplenty, too; zany, knitting grand-dads; head teachers in false beards and every kind of wackiness in between, some of which will make your eyebrows shoot up your forehead. I can honestly say I never thought I would read a book that contained the line “Audrey remembered the giant robo-turd”. It made me do a proper, wet, snort. Every book should contain that line. Could someone please send Hillary Mantel a memo.
But uh-oh, what’s this? When Audrey’s robot stand-in – or Awesome as Audrey has named her – hears a song called ‘Robot Rage’ on the radio it sends her into a … well … robot rage. Awesome becomes Awful, intent on stealing Audrey’s life before crushing humankind beneath her techno-foot.
I’ll leave it there because spoilers, but the story belts along at a pace and every page is liberally sprinkled with gags and bonkers characters. The whole Orr family is quite, quite barking but Audrey’s dad with his foot-fungus fixation especially spoke to me (hey, we’ve all been there). Stuffed with silly, and with a massive gag-per-pence ratio, Audrey Orr and the Robot Rage will appeal to readers at the younger end of Middle Grade. Obviously, every reader’s sense of humour is different but with so many jokes everyone is sure to find something that will make them chuckle.