I have to admit I have never read the book, The Tiger Who Came to Tea but having checked with my wife and daughter their recollections of the book are of a fairly harmless story of a tiger who came to tea, ate the food and left leaving the father taking his wife and daughter to a café for tea.
The children’s book was written and illustrated by Judith Kerr in 1968 and is causing a hoo-ha after the co-director of a Scottish charity working to end male violence against women claimed that it reinforces dangerous gender stereotypes which in turn reinforce gender inequality.
Rachel Adamson said that books like The Tiger Who Came to Tea may have been published a long time ago, but we are still replicating these harmful gender stereotypes which have been in our society for a very long time.
I have to say I’m fairly certain that the vast majority of people who read this book would enjoy it for exactly what it is, a charming children’s story book and would not for one moment consider the actions of the Tiger as sexist or in any way promoting the rape of women.
One has to wonder where these people get their imagination from that would make the leap from harmless children’s book to one promoting rape and as someone who has written a few children’s books I’m wondering if I should remove the story from them just in case it gives young six year old boys the urge to commit violence against women.
I was stumped for a closing remark on this matter when I suddenly thought of a suitable comment on this story, what a load of bollocks!
I am a retired actor, although to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work due to losing my agent when I became a full time carer to my mother who had dementia. and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non-existent.
Having said I’m retired, I don’t think there really is such a thing as a retired actor for I am still available for work, I just don’t have an agent or any connections with regards to obtaining any worthwhile work.
I have over the years done student films when there is nothing else available, always low paid (if at all) the only incentive was always the promised copy of the finished film for your show reel which nine times out of ten always failed to materialise.
I spent many years looking after my aged mother and shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex-girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again, resulting in us getting married in 2013.
My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which tells of my continuing dilemmas in dealing with the rigors of the countryside from the unexpectedly large number of pollens, fungal moulds and hay products waiting to attack the unsuspecting townie.
I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company, The Plays Wot I Wrote and The Battle of Barking Creek both available on Amazon.co.uk and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes.
I am delighted to say that since venturing to the countryside where space is not quite the premium it is in town, I have due to the availability of two double garages acquired more classic cars to form a small collection the pride of which are a 1947 Bentley Mk VI and a 2000 Bentley Arnage.
My various blogs and websites are continually evolving and I’m sure that by following the appropriate links you will find something which will edify or amuse.
I have written a number of different books all available on Amazon, so don't be shy should you feel the urge to purchase. https://www.amazon.co.uk/Mr-Joe-Wells/e/B06XKWFQHT/ref=dp_byline_cont_book_1
The Diary of a Country Bumpkin 
My gob has never been as smacked before!
The world is actually going barmy!
Gone already I fear, Joe.
Yes, I’m afraid you’re right.
A children’s book that causes its readers to commit rape,well, that leaves me wondering how many small boys were affected and carried out such an act!
I’m making a wild stab in the dark here but I’m guessing, none!