For my dearly departed Dad, who fuelled a young imagination and let it fly.
OisĂn
McGann
writing
and
started
illustrating
stories when he was about six years old. Most of those stories had to do with being out in space, or underwater, or ... well, anywhere but school, really. When nobody stopped him, he kept doing it and ten years later he ended up going to art college to learn how to get paid for doing it. Another ten years later, his friends and family started to realise that he was serious about this writing and drawing business and was never going get a proper job. He is still at it ... and if he can do it, anyone can. OisĂn has made up more stuff about Lenny and his grandad in other Mad Adventures.
Grandad
d a d n a r Mad G
Flying Saucer
AND THE
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CHAPTER 1
The Spaceship in the Paper 7 CHAPTER 2
The Old Lady Alien 12 CHAPTER 3
The Parking Guard 20 CHAPTER 4
Splud Was Here! 33 CHAPTER 5
Grandad and the Camera 51 CHAPTER 6
Glasses for a Laser Gun 56
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CHAPTER 1
The Spaceship in the Paper I was having tea and biscuits at Grandad’s house when he saw the strange advert in the newspaper. ‘Lenny, look at this!’ he said.
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There, in the paper, was a small ad. It read like this:
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‘Wow!’ I said, imagining myself as an astronaut. ‘Can we go and have a look at it, Grandad?’ ‘I don’t see why not, lad,’ he replied. ‘I’ve always wanted my own flying saucer.’ 9
Grandad wasn’t like other grown-ups. Mum and Dad said he was a bit mad. He sometimes heard voices or saw things that weren’t really there. But he did stuff no other grown-up would do. Mum and Dad would never have taken me to look at a flying saucer.
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We jumped on a bus and went to the address in the advert.
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