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  Grow Your Own Cows

by Reb Williams

About Reb Williams
People from all over the world read extracts and voted that they wanted the book published.

And now you can buy it at bookshops or on Amazon.

Extracts from:
On the front page of the Observer in a gigantic pile of recycling  
Chapter One
Dilapidated, crumbling, vermin-infested, spidery dumps  
Chapter Two
The mirror can’t hurt you  
Chapter Three
Little forests of soil testing kits  
Chapter Four
Old Grandpa Shepherd's grizzled old face melted forever  
Chapter Five
Just one overgrown, overlooked marrow makes about fourteen jars of chutney  
Chapter Six
a huge, talon-ridden white vulture with an enormous beak  
Chapter Seven
If you’ve never driven thirty or forty miles with a calf in the back of your car, I recommend it  
Chapter Eight
All this self-sufficiency lark didn’t exist in a vacuum  
Chapter Nine
Gang-Ging Up  
Chapter Ten
There was nothing to do but hide behind the piano eating crisps  
Chapter Eleven
The bass bits in At The Name of Jesus really set you up for the day  
Chapter Twelve
Six sets of beady little eyes looked up at me  
Chapter Thirteen
You could easily pretend that there was a monster there about to burst through and eat us  
Chapter Fourteen
Cows come into season like dogs  
Chapter Fifteen
Click on this image to buy the book What's the book about?
When Reb Williams’s ad exec dad had a mid-life crisis, he didn’t get a Ferrari. He got green.

Before Fearnley-Whittingstall let his chickens run free, even before Tom and Barbara were on the telly, the Williams family gave up the rat race to live the Good Life. Only they weren’t very good at it...

First published in short form in the Guardian’s “Experience” column, Grow Your Own Cows grew out of popular demand: people wanted to know the rest of the story.

So we held an internet vote on whether the book should be published. Most people said yes.

Perhaps you voted; thank you.

Now you can read all about it, hairy udders and all.
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An evil temper  
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Chapter Sixteen

I started thinking about popping down the shop and just buying a pack of Lurpak  
Chapter Seventeen
My father was flat on his back with his legs in the air  
Chapter Eighteen
My mum’s particular skill for burning herself  
Chapter Nineteen
A row of red ants exploring their way in a line up her leg  
Chapter Twenty
A bit of a love hate relationship  
Chapter Twenty-One
We hadn’t wasted anything and that was the main thing  
Chapter Twenty-Two
The endless power struggle between a man and his Dexter  
Chapter Twenty-Three
I usually ploughed straightaway into the nearest drift  
Chapter Twenty-Four
Unfortunately there weren’t any pirates or drug smuggling rings in rural Oxfordshire  
Chapter Twenty-Five
I always opened my little ‘Tuck’ pot with fear  
Chapter Twenty-Six
About as punk as West Oxfordshire ever got  
Chapter Twenty-Seven
In the rat race you only have to get up early five days instead of seven  
Chapter Twenty-Eight
The Battle Of Cliff's Field  
Chapter Twenty-Nine
I pass myself off as a normal person  
Chapter Thirty
All writing copyright © Rebecca Williams 2009. All illustration copyright © Maria Smedstad 2009

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