Fairy tales eh!
How many of us developed our love of words,
imagination and desire to read on the strength of those folk tales gathered,
collected and read to us as small children. For some of us the desire to read
translates into writing, to create our own worlds of fantasy.
Six decades plus ago my fairy tales were
truly horrendous, not just in the content but the, sparse, illustrations in our
books were, on the whole, black and white reproductions of wood cuts. Disney had begun to dress favourite tales up
in pink gossamer but he hadn't reached my neck of the woods in any real
way. I cut my teeth on grim and loved
every word.
But, and there is always a but in my life:)