This is a story of Mr Uppity and how he finishes this story not quite so uppity as at the beginning.

Was Hargreaves high on paint fumes, or just on life? Not as trippy as some I've read, but still. No matter; this is a fun set of books and I loved them when I was little and am enjoying them again now. Worth a giggle the first time round, and worth a ponder or discussion upon second read.

I have to work hard to get my libraries to find these books for me so I'm only re-reading a few. I chose this one because sometimes I find myself sticking my nose up and feeling superior to the 'unwashed masses.' But I'm never rude, so I couldn't actually find a way to learn a lesson from Mr. Uppity. Too bad. :( ( )

Think I’m right in stating that as a boy I had all the pre-1990 Mr Men books with the possible exception of “Mr Snow”. Looking at all the covers apart from the latter jogged my memory.

Sadly I remember little about the stories now, despite reading them numerous times during my boyhood, plus watching the Mr Men cartoons more than once.

Reckon the last time I would’ve read these was 1983, though may have returned to them as late as 1985. Although I’ve forgotten almost everything about this title and all the others I feel that owing to the amount of times I read each publication that they all deserve to be rated five stars.

I’m grateful to Roger Hargreaves for brightening up my childhood with both his Mr Men and the Timbuctoo series of books. ( )