Going through some old boxes of things the other day I came across a pocket-size notebook with a peagreen cover. As it typically does, a wave of nostalgia blindsided me when I realised exactly what I was holding. Some thirty years ago my mother, a fantastic cartoonist, had created her own illustrations (copied from a library book) of Edward Lear’s nonsense poem, The Owl & The Pussycat, for my older brother. It’s far too wonderful not to share…
The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea in a beautiful pea green boat,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!”
Pussy said to the Owl, “You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
The moon,
