“The smell of that buttered toast simply spoke to Toad, and with no uncertain voice; talked of warm kitchens, of breakfasts on bright frosty mornings, of cozy parlour firesides on winter evenings, when one’s ramble was over and slippered feet were propped on the fender; of the purring of contented cats, and the twitter of sleepy canaries.”
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
My in-laws gave T a lovely hardbound and beautifully illustrated book, Wind in the Willows many years ago. I think she was barely one when they gave that book to her. Apparently, it’s a standing tradition for them to give their grandchildren a copy of Wind in the Willows. All her cousins have them, and she has one too.
Admittedly, T is still too young for this particular book. It’s too wordy, although the illustrations are beautiful, the paragraphs are too long for a six-year-old. When my husband reads it to her, he abridges it himself, just to stop T from fidgeting.
Months ago, when booking our tickets to see Mary Poppins, my husband saw an announcement on the Theatre Royal website about the new Musical “The Wind in the Willows“. Downton Abbey creator, Julian Fellowes wrote the musical, along with the same people who did the spectacular musical Mary Poppins. Excited, he quickly booked tickets for us. And ever since then, T who loves musicals have been doing a countdown. As of tonight, it’s only going to be one sleep left! To make things even more fun, we are going to see it with one of T’s closest friend and her family.
This week it has definitely been all about going to the theatre for us.
Do you like the book Wind in the Willows?
On a side-note, I’m over at the lovely blog “Little Hearts, Big love“, talking about parenting. I know, as if I know much about it Do head over and have a visit.
Have a lovely weekend folks!
