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In the 13 years that weve lived in our house, our neighbours have remained just neighbours, nothing more, nothing less. For companionship, my Appa has his pigeons, hawks and crows.
These books treat children and their capacity to engage with the complexity of the world around them with respect, and have much to reward the adult reader too.
I read books in secret, on the bus risking my vertigo, at railway stations amidst overpowering noise, in between chemistry exams, and during church sermons.
Do these stories resonate so strongly because, as readers and as human beings, we are completely terrified of and fascinated by what we may not know?
This journey would not have started if 'Noddy and Big Ears' and the evil goblins had not burst into my life.
I found that my world continued to expand with each page I read.