Certain titles inevitably grab your attention irrespective of your age, and Aliens Love Underpants has to be amongst the most alluring that I’ve ever stumbled upon. Happily that particular book easily lived up to its beautifully incongruous billing, and did so with plenty of colour and charm, but in my view Dinosaurs Love Underpants goes one better; perhaps even two.
Whilst most children are sure to take near-histrionic delight in the idea that their otherwise boring laundry may be harbouring tiny extra-terrestrial kegs obsessives inside it, such thrills are as nothing when measured against the altogether more amusing suggestion that the dinosaurs were wiped out in the Mighty Underpants War that devastated the globe, leaving it devoid of dinosaurs, and its surprising population of modesty-aware cavemen with “too few knickers”. So much for the ‘Adric’ theory...
Riotous fun with just a hint of the macabre, Dinosaurs Love Underpants is a misconception-fuelling tyrannosaur of a picture book that is sure to leave its little alien rival green with envy.
