Don’t Call Me Princess
by Kate Evans
(New Internationalist, £9.99)

DON’T Call Me Princess is a funny, gutsy and hugely relatable retelling of all the gruesome fairy tales we’ve cherished for so long.

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Author and cartoonist Kate Evans bases the story’s narrator on her own daughter, now at the “good critical age” of seven.

She reads to us from her book of fairy tales, scoffing along to every “happily ever after” before thinking up her own, infinitely more satisfying narratives.

In her imagination, the princess finds the pea, dumps the dwarves and abseils down the scary tower in a dress that accentuates her biceps. It’s a book that will delight young girls everywhere, but, as Evans points out, it probably won’t make for a calming bedtime read.

“We’re currently part of the #MeToo generation,” Evans has said.

“I’d like to raise the #DoesntHappenToUsAnyMore generation” – and this is certainly a propitious start.

For anyone fed up with frogs and sunsets, Don’t Call Me Princess will be a household favourite.