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conulyLiterally, it fell apart and was held together with hope. Skating Shoes (White Boots in the UK) fared no better, and when they finally couldn't be taped anymore I looked in vain for a new copy, but they were out of print. I couldn't get the other books she wrote, and without any Amazon or the like I knew of no way to obtain out of print books.
This might explain why I bought multiple copies of each when they came back in print, especially the ones I never got to read as a child.
Every time we walk to the boat or park and the nieces say they'd rather take the bus, and I tell them we're saving the fare, I can hear the first few pages of Ballet Shoes in my head.
Saving the penny and walking was a great feature of their childhood.
"Gum," Pauline, the eldest would say, "must have been a very taxi person; he couldn't have ever thought about walking or he'd never have bought a house at the far end of the longest road in London."
And like I said, I loved those books. To my mind, pre-decimalization England, with its shillings and farthings and banking at the post office (???) was as exotic as Africa. More, even - I was sure I *knew* what Africa looked like, I could see it on the news all the time!
Throw the world of strenuous stage training into the mix and plays and pantomimes into the mix and...! It's a wonder those books lasted as long as they did.
There is a company that produces pantomimes in NYC, and it turns out admission is "suggested donation". We have yet to be able to afford to take the nieces to The Nutcracker (and really, we have to move on that soon), but we can manage a suggested donation.
http://www.pantomonium.org/shows.html
This might explain why I bought multiple copies of each when they came back in print, especially the ones I never got to read as a child.
Every time we walk to the boat or park and the nieces say they'd rather take the bus, and I tell them we're saving the fare, I can hear the first few pages of Ballet Shoes in my head.
Saving the penny and walking was a great feature of their childhood.
"Gum," Pauline, the eldest would say, "must have been a very taxi person; he couldn't have ever thought about walking or he'd never have bought a house at the far end of the longest road in London."
And like I said, I loved those books. To my mind, pre-decimalization England, with its shillings and farthings and banking at the post office (???) was as exotic as Africa. More, even - I was sure I *knew* what Africa looked like, I could see it on the news all the time!
Throw the world of strenuous stage training into the mix and plays and pantomimes into the mix and...! It's a wonder those books lasted as long as they did.
There is a company that produces pantomimes in NYC, and it turns out admission is "suggested donation". We have yet to be able to afford to take the nieces to The Nutcracker (and really, we have to move on that soon), but we can manage a suggested donation.
http://www.pantomonium.org/shows.html
