Every year, the village of Blubber competes against the neighbouring town of Gulp in the Viking Games, and every year, the Blubberers get thrashed. Convinced he can do better this time, Vulgar starts training - with catastrophic results - but worse is to come when discovers he and his friends have been entered into the goat hurdling contest!
Vulgar is a Viking boy who longs for the glory days of raiding, pillaging and enormous beards. Life in the village of Blubber is so dull, it's all knitting and goat-herding and yawwwnnn. Vulgar feels it's up to him to introduce a bit of mayhem and chaos, and just as soon as he's finished juggling with elk manure, he's going to relish the challenge.
Odin Redbeard's work delves into themes of adventure and exploration, often blending elements of mythology with contemporary narratives. The characters are richly developed, showcasing their struggles and triumphs in a vividly imagined world. The writing style is engaging, drawing readers into a journey filled with unexpected twists and deep philosophical insights. Redbeard's unique perspective invites readers to reflect on their own experiences while navigating the complexities of life and identity.
From singing and dancing to doing things with pickled herring - the villagers of Blubber are gifted in many ways. And they've decided to have a talent contest to prove it. Will Vulgar perform his armpit 'music' or juggle some elk poo? No! He will act out a Viking legend, with fighting and dragons and giants! And he will win! Won't he?
Vulgar thinks Midsummer Night's Eve is the best Viking festival of all There'll be a massive bonfire, and everyone will sing songs about excellent longboats and enormous battles, then eat and drink until their stomachs explode So what's with the tiny pile of firewood? And the maypole he's told to dance around. With Freya No way Vulgar vows to make this Midsummer's Eve a night Blubber will remember for ever.
Vulgar's new teacher is called Otto the Bone-Cruncher and he's a proper viking! Vulgar can't wait for the school trip, to learn all about hunting and exploring and having adventures. But after a very VERY long walk and a tea of roasted slugs, Vulgar's not so chipper. It's getting dark, and he's a bit spooked. There are tolls in these hills ...
Ein kleiner Wikinger mit Helm, Herz und HeldenmutEin anständiger Wikinger ist stets auf Raubzug, hat einen Brustkorb wie ein Fass Rum und einen Bart! Davon kann Wigald nur träumen, denn leider hat er nicht die Spur von einem Bart. Bartmäßig hat Wigald ja noch Hoffnung, aber leider sind die Wikinger insgesamt auch nicht mehr das, was sie einmal waren. Wigald würde liebend gerne brandschatzen und plündern lernen, eben so richtigen Wikingerkram erleben – aber leider sind seine Eltern und das ganze Wikingerdorf dafür viel zu zivilisiert. Und so nehmen Wigald und seine Freunde die Sache mit den Abenteuern selbst in die Hand …
