Maybe it was the fact that the Pop Up Book of Poo (Walker) arrived with Harvey, the Boy Who Couldn’t Fart that caused the sense of humour short circuit. I’m sorry to be so po-faced - oh, let’s get in to the spirit of things and add an extra o to that - but ever since The Story of the Little Mole who Knew it was None of his Business (a mole goes round with a lump of faeces on his head demanding to know who did it) there has been a …. shit load of books on the subject, Andy Stanton’s Here Comes the Poo Bus being the worst; honestly, it’s crap. The Pop Up (they missed a trick there - plop down?) Book of Poo may disappoint children whose expectations will be raised by the lift-up lavatory seat on the cover, as it’s really quite educational. Yes, mice have “teeny-tiny poo. Elephants have simply ENORMOUS poo.” Who knew? Actually, it does get more interesting - blue whales have pink poo and geese go every twelve minutes…. And at least they don’t call it poop. In America you canbuy a book called It Hurts when I Poop!: A Story for Children Who are Scared to Use the Potty.