Tuesday 9 November 2010
A small memory book of my favourite toys.
Monday 8 November 2010
Illustrated books.
It was high time I changed my space a bit and instead of being surronded by perfumes, knitting yarns and beading I re-discovered some of my favourite books. I first started buying illustrated children's books when I was about 18 with Nicola Bayley's fabulous Tyger Voyage . I became a firm fan and many more followed . I loved Lisbeth Zwerger on sight , P.J Lynch , Christian Birmingham are just a few others.
This meant when Holly was born I had quite a library but for a small child there was Tony Ross, The Ahlbergs ,Inga Moore ,Shirley Huges and countless more .I loved reading together but there was one book that I could never read well as sobs choked me : Rumer Goden's " Holly and Ivy" .My daughter was named after the Carol The Holly and the Ivy which I find deeply mystical and spiritual .It combines pre-Christian symbols with Christian ones and I howl if I hear it ...but then I howl over Little Town of Bethlehem and There is a Green Hill Far-Away . This puzzles some people as the lump in my throat rises.
I howl when watching Che's remains arriving by air in Cuba , R.F.K's funeral train ...sigh.
I am sure I was the only Quaker who one Sunday in 1997 was thanking God for returning Che to his family and adpted country . As I felt moved I nearly stood up and asked the Friends for thanks but somehow I never felt they would understand.After all one or two told me that there are such things as Conservative Friends and as the late John Smith said you can't be a Christian and Tory.
This meant when Holly was born I had quite a library but for a small child there was Tony Ross, The Ahlbergs ,Inga Moore ,Shirley Huges and countless more .I loved reading together but there was one book that I could never read well as sobs choked me : Rumer Goden's " Holly and Ivy" .My daughter was named after the Carol The Holly and the Ivy which I find deeply mystical and spiritual .It combines pre-Christian symbols with Christian ones and I howl if I hear it ...but then I howl over Little Town of Bethlehem and There is a Green Hill Far-Away . This puzzles some people as the lump in my throat rises.
I howl when watching Che's remains arriving by air in Cuba , R.F.K's funeral train ...sigh.
I am sure I was the only Quaker who one Sunday in 1997 was thanking God for returning Che to his family and adpted country . As I felt moved I nearly stood up and asked the Friends for thanks but somehow I never felt they would understand.After all one or two told me that there are such things as Conservative Friends and as the late John Smith said you can't be a Christian and Tory.
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