Does anyone actually remember aniseed balls? Do they even still sell them? They seem to be one of those things that have fallen out of fashion since I was a kid. I can’t really remember whether I liked them or not, though I vaguely remember that they have something in […]
I’ve yet to meet anyone (family excluded) who remembers this book. As I’ve mentioned before, my Mum has kept a lot (all?) our childhood books, and, since she’s in the process of moving house, I’ve been helping her clear them out (by nicking them for my boys). Some of them I have had no memory of at all. But this one is etched on my brain.
Recently, I was glancing down the ABE list of the most searched for out of print books of 2015, when I discovered that at No.38 was an old old favourite of mine, Phoebe and the Hot Water Bottles.
For the next step along the journey, I took a path less traveled, and tracked down a copy of Eve Rice’s only novel, The Remarkable Return of Winston Potter Crisply. An intriguing title, and a nice premise – Potter (as he is known) is spotted by his younger siblings in New York when he should be at Harvard, and they spend the rest of the book following him around trying to find out what he is up to.
One of the poems in last week’s Tiny Tim is this one, about buying new shoes. Which reminded me of another old favourite, New Blue Shoes by Eve Rice.
It’s a simple story. Little Rebecca and her mother go shopping for new shoes.