Un anno a Boscodirovo

I'm embarrassed to admit that all I could think while reading these stories is, "This is the most British thing I've ever encountered."

Boscodirovo is my childhood. I've been wanting to read it again for years and yesterday I finally sat down and lost myself in its pages for one splendid hour. Familiarity, memories, pure happiness. I smiled and smiled and smiled and felt so at peace! It has a special meaning for me but this story cou Leggi tutto

It is not enough for me to read about Brambly Hedge, I want to live there, drink hot teas by the fireside, go to weddings in the meadows, attend balls, bake all sorts of stuff and snuggle in a blanket as snow fall outside my oak tree.

Now this is what I call a childrens' story book. It has almost everything it needs, and misses nothing a good story needs. It has colourful language, with many adjectives, warm-hearted characters whose life is on the other hand extraordinary and on the other hand just so ordinary that stories have a t Leggi tutto