WHO ASKED THE MOON TO DINNER?

The Moon was already stuck in Aunt Fay's doorway. He grunted and squeezed. He huffed and he wheezed. After a loud crash, there was a large moon-shaped hole where the door had been. "Uncle Snog and Aunt Fay will not like this," Issac thought - but you will. When the Moon plops his rude mooniness down at the dinner table and proceeds to gobble all the food in sight, blow his nose in the tablecloth and juggle the family cats, it's up to his young host, Issac, to teach the hugest and rudest guest anyone has ever had a few manners.