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Book Title: White Space Van Man|
The author of the book: Darren Worrow
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Format files: PDF
The size of the: 9.66 MB
Edition: Purple Papaya LLC
Date of issue: April 3rd 2013
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Read full description of the books White Space Van Man:From their very beginnings man has gazed up to the stars in wonderment to their purpose and then strive to one day reach them. They applied themselves to create machines that gave a small glimpse into the magical opportunities that lie in the skies above. With their dreams and aspirations of knowledge and exploration man’s technology progressed to the point in a not so far off future where the fantasy became a reality. The only problem with reality is that it often acts like a pin and bursts said dream bubbles. It certainly felt this way for Barry, for travelling open space and journeying across the solar system was far from exhilarating and stimulating; it was just another droll and mundane day in his underpaid and unappreciated employment.
For Barry is just one of millions of delivery pilots of a white space-van, distributing medical supplies to far off planetary colonies that thoroughly despises his job, and carries it out with absolutely no motivation or enthusiasm; it is the English way. It is a mind-numbingly lonely job with only an on-board computer for company, and he, to be honest, is a bit of a dweeb. Supplied with a personality chip programed by a weirdo with no personality the computer doesn’t serve its purpose very well and therefore Barry longs for even the simplest change to his dull life of flying around open space, getting aggravation from his boss and eating pasties.
Little did he know that the change would indeed come and sooner than he thought. Thanks to an unknown delivery package Barry engages on an unbelievable adventure where he rumbles with a hostile alien race, survives on a desolate planet and befriends a gorgeous female warrior from a future world. All of his skills as a space van driver are well and truly put the test when he finds himself on a mission to save the universe (just as many white van drivers think they are doing when they speed and drive erratically.)
So journey with us, gain some guaranteed giggles and find out if this dribbling buffoon, this pasty-addicted and prematurely aging doughnut of a man can indeed be the new sci-fi hero of the hour (or am I just building the hype up too much?)
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I was born in the Fling Dynasty of a small planet known as Duncan in a galaxy far, far away. My humble parents, believing the planet was on the eve of destruction, sent me off as a baby in an egg-shaped craft and I landed here on planet Earth in the spring of 1973. I was later to discover through a cavern of ice, as you do, that the planet was fine all the time and it was just a particularly nasty prank by my father’s mates down the pub.
I landed in a deep jungle and was raised by a company of wolves, learning to live as they did. Until one day when a naughty tiger with a very English accent came along and I was whisked away by a black panther and a jazz singing bear to a man-village. It wasn’t the tiger I was worried about; it was the American cartoon producer following on behind him.
It was at the village that I won a golden ticket to visit a chocolate factory where I fell into a river made of chocolate and was sucked up a pipe into a fudge room; happy days. It could have been worse; I heard some other kid turned into an exploding blueberry.
I lived at a coastal Inn for a while until an old sailor paid me a penny to look out for a legless seadog. In finding him I discovered a treasure map and was promptly whisked away by a sailor to a Caribbean island where I got into a bit of a rumble with some pirate radio DJ called Captain Tony Blackbeard. It was that or another holiday in Clacton.
At eleven I was taken away by a man with an uncanny resemblance to actor and comedian Robbie Coltrane to a school for wizards where I had to battle it out with some bald blue bloke who killed my parents, said he was a lawyer working for an author called JK Rolling or something. That wasn’t as bad as the frog flavoured semolina we had to eat for school dinner.
As I grew up and went to college I decided to give my favourite toys, a cowboy and a space ranger, away to a snotty girl from around the corner, nobody told me the cowboy was really Tom Hanks otherwise I would have given them away a lot sooner.
So, other than the time I was bitten by a rare spider and found myself with special arachnid powers which I used to defeat an evil leprechaun, I left college and it was all very uneventful.
Nowadays I have settled down to a family life and enjoy writing books, striving to be more like Bruce Bogtrotter every day. People say “where do you get your ideas from?” I tell them I have no idea, I've had such a boring, everyday life.
If you really can be bothered to know more about me why don’t you visit my website at www.darrenworrow.webs.com and find out even more honest facts?
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