One of my favourite past times is perusing the millions (only a slight exaggeration) of charity shops that populate the lovely city of London in search of bargain books. Especially children’s books. My daughter is 11 months old and she already has quite a library. I feel that it is so important that she has access to books and I hope that her little library will inspire in her a love for literature and an appreciation for the beautiful illustrations that play their part in telling stories. Amelia’s library does not only consist of books that are age appropriate, in fact most of the books on her shelf are not suitable for a baby. “Little Women”, “Charlotte’s Web”, “The Jungle Book”, “Alice In Wonderland”, the Narnia stories and the Roald Dahl collection are but some of the books that sit patiently on Amelia’s shelf, waiting until she is old enough, and willing enough, to allow them into her imagination.
In celebration of its 70th birthday, Puffin has released a list of its top 70 children’s books, some of which are my favourite childhood stories. Read the list, remember and be inspired. Read the rest of this entry »



I have been reading to my daughter Amelia since she was a month old. I haven’t bothered to find out what one should read to a small baby but I know that Amelia appreciates bright colours and severely exaggerated expression. The other day I read her the information appearing on a tourist brochure of Devon (where we were holidaying) and she was enthralled. I managed to make the safety rules one should adhere to when swimming sound as exciting as a Bruce Willis action film. My little jitterbug isn’t always in the mood for story time but when she is I grab the opportunity. Mostly, she stares intently at the pages of the book and other times her gaze wonders all over the place, but I just carry on.
My Amelia-bug was born on December 4 and it made sense to make her first story the Christmas story. In utero she was exposed to a variety of literature; Steven King’s Salem’s Lot being her primary source of entertainment on many nights. We figured that it wasn’t the words that mattered as much as the sound of mommy or daddy’s voice, so a tale of love and vampires was as good as any. This Christmas, Amelia-bug sat on daddy’s lap and I read her the story of the humble birth of a mighty King, from The Lion Illustrated Bible for Children. This bible, Amelia’s first, is not at all a practical, baby friendly book in terms of language and design but it is beautiful. I am a sucker for children’s books, particularly ones that are beautifully illustrated. And this Bible is beautifully illustrated.