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Nonsense and dark ripples
I have a little stash of Edward Gorey books that I love for their dark ripples. The first book I ever read of his was The Unstrung Harp, or Mr Earbrass Writes a Novel, which was particularly appealing to me … Continue reading
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"What is the use of a book," thought Alice, "without pictures or conversations?"
You can’t really have too many copies of Lewis Carroll’s Alice stories. At our house, we have Robert Sabuda’s gorgeous big pop-up adaptation, with my favourite page being the one in which Alice outgrows W. Rabbit’s house. Her foot pokes … Continue reading
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