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When petty criminals ‘Flash Harry’ Smith and Jack (‘The Lad’) Jones start nicking dogs they soon realise that they’ve bitten off more than they can chew. Their victim, Elizabeth Parker-Smyth, is a high flying movie producer with a Grand Design of a house in Hampstead, and a designer dog to match. Their nemesis is a quirky, big-hearted pet detective, who tracks the dognappers through cyberspace and finds herself fatally embroiled in their downward spiral.
Then there are the two pairs of Star Crossed Lovers. One couple may be human and the other canine, but they share similar memories of a whirlwind romance: “We will always have Stoke Newington.”
Somebody’s Doodle is a fast moving, heady mix of crime, humour, romance, and a few dogs. As it races towards the climax the human protagonists search for truth and reconciliation, and begin to glimpse what we can all learn from our canine friends.
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‘Somebody’s Doodle’ is Nikki & Richardi Attree’s follow-up to their first novel: ‘Nobody’s Poodle’ – a wooftastic ‘tail’ about a loveable ex-pat pooch: Gizmo, uprooted from his home in cold, damp, muddy old England to start a new life in Tenerife.
‘Nobody’s Poodle’ is Gizmo’s story. He is the narrator, and we were the ghost writers. It ends with him musing on his lot as a minor celebrity in the dog world, mulling over possible titles for his book, and arriving at a statement of his philosophy of life:
“I am Nobody’s Poodle
But I’m Somebody’s Doodle,
And I Woof … therefore I Am!”
Unusually for a sequel, Somebody’s Doodle is rather different. We decided not to write another first dog narrative (there are plenty of them around already), nor another ex-pat / travel book (a similarly well explored genre), but to branch out into what you might call a “real” novel (if you were feeling a bit pretentious, that is).
Rest assured, Gizmo is in the new book (his many loyal fans would lynch us if he wasn’t), along with plenty of other wonderful woofers, but this time it’s as much about the humans as the canines. And this time it’s set in somewhat less exotic surroundings.
The characters are finely drawn. There’s the high flying movie producer with her ‘Grand Design’ Hampstead home, and dysfunctional family:
“Elizabeth certainly wasn’t foolish enough to believe that money could always buy happiness, but she liked the idea that with a bit of research and a trip to the right breeder she could replace her husband with a life-form that could pretty much guarantee unselfish love.”
There’s career criminal Harry (‘Flash ‘Arry‘) and his indomitable mum:
“Pauline lives in a council house just off the Holloway road. All the other houses in the street have been sold to their tenants or to property developers. The area is fast becoming ‘gentrified’, but Pauline is bucking the trend.
The council have a long list of complaints from her neighbors and have tried many times to re-home her. Every few months they send round a housing officer to explain that she must move out within three months, and that they have a much bigger, better house for her.
Pauline’s answer is always the same. She’s having nothing to do with no ‘ousing officer, and she’s staying put. They’re going to have to drag her out by ‘er dead body, and they’re welcome to “‘ave a go”. The house is just round the corner from her “’ome from ‘ome” – Holloway prison, and she ain’t moving no further away from it.”
Then there’s Jack (The Lad) – struggling with his new found-role as a dognapper:
“The bitterness he felt all those years ago, when his dad took his best friend: Scruffy away from him, is forgotten here. The years spent avoiding commitment have been wasted years. Earls Court is Jack’s Road to Damascus. It’s where he finally realises that he’s a fully paid up member of the dog lovers club. Except that … well, he isn’t, is he ? Paid up ? I don’t think so. Not when his job is to steal them !”