So this post was supposed to have been finished in time for Halloween, but at the moment I’m about as hopelessly disorganised as Eglantine Price, so it’s a tad late. However, it was Bonfire Night last night, and Mary Norton’s Bedknob and Broomstick is nicely fitting for that too, so I feel like I’ve just about gotten away with it.…
The Cuckoo Clock Next in my challenge to read the first 200 Puffin Books is The Cuckoo Clock by Mrs Molesworth. After The Microbe Man, which was a little heavy going, I decided to opt for something a little lighter and fluffier. This one is PS3, only the third book to appear in the Puffin Story Book series. It was…
I did not read No Flying in the House when I was six. If I had read it when I was six, I would have loved it. Why? Because what what six year old girl doesn’t want a three inch talking dog who can perform 367 tricks? And what six year old girl does not want to be part fairy,…
The bookworm is a series of posts following a trail of vintage picture books, linking them by author, title, subject, or whatever else takes my fancy. We start the bookworm trail with a book plucked completely at random from my shelves: Natasha’s New Doll by Frank Francis. I first came across this book just a few years ago, so it…
I was given Joan Aiken’s The Last Slice of Rainbow when I was probably around eight. I loved it before I even read it. Something about the title, the pictures, the names of the stories – they’re all the exact formula to appeal to an eight year old booklover. I remember almost not wanting to read it, for fear that…
