Category Archive: Children’s Literature

Self-sufficiency for kids.

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Until I had children, my only encounter with Laura Ingalls Wilder’s ‘Little House’ stories, was through the television series.  When I read the books I was amazed at how much more there was to… Continue reading

The disturbing death of Cock Robin

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The rhyme surrounding the murder of a robin was always going to attract the spookiest of illustrations. Plus, there’s something just wrong in the death of a robin. They are so sweet and… Continue reading

The Benefits of Down-sizing

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Some children imagine they’re fairies or tigers, they might have super powers or maybe they’re batman. I spent the early 1970s as a borrower. I remember being read the stories in assembly at… Continue reading

Follow the White Rabbit

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‘Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland‘ intrigues me. After reading it dozens of times, I can’t seem to pin down the plot, or the events in the order that they occur. Reading it feels like… Continue reading

A Child’s Guide to Underage Driving, Poaching and Getting away with it

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Roald Dahl’s ‘Danny, The Champion of the World‘ was a revelation to me as a child. I read it over and over, and delighted in Danny’s caravan living, his ability and nerve to… Continue reading

Pigroot’s School of Witchyness and Wizard Stuff

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If someone wrote a series of books with the above title, they’d be risking legal action, if J. K. Rowling did herself, you’d be wondering if she was short of cash and had… Continue reading

It’s Kenneth Grahame’s birthday – Poop Poop!

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Today is Kenneth Grahame’s birthday – hooray! Not many people know that as well as writing ‘The Wind in the Willows’, ‘The Reluctant Dragon’ and numerous short stories, he used to work for… Continue reading

If the kids are United….

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I chanced upon ‘Emil and the Detectives’ on one of our family’s regular Thursday evening, post-swim visits to the local library. Its cheery, illustrated yellow cover managed to over-ride any anxiety I had… Continue reading

Want to go on an adventure with the last four gnomes in Britain? Hell Yeah!

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When my son was about five years old, he was obsessed with Enid Blyton’s ‘Famous Five’ books. After reading him twenty, one after the other, I was seriously losing the will to live.… Continue reading

Who knew you could fry buttercups?

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Edward Lear, that’s who. I have had this copy of the Pobble Who Has No Toes since I was about four. It is falling apart and some of the illustrations are mildly terrifying,… Continue reading