Story Day

Today is St Francis Day, when we remember a man with a great love of nature and care for animals. Appropriately, I spent all day on animal stories.

Last night I packed my bag (mostly with puppets) and went to stay overnight at LOS and Lady Sunshine's little house. Sadly, Lady S was on night duty, but I'll see them both at the weekend. I was there because I had an Author in School day today at a primary school not far from them. (It's Book Week. Authors get busy this week.)

We started of with an Aesop story for the whole school (The Fox and the Crow), then I worked my way through the school for the rest of the day. We went from stories of a little bear on an adventure for the four year olds to flying horses for the nearly elevens. Lovely, helpful kids who escorted me around the school when I looked lost and carried armfuls of puppets and cuddly toys round for me. It is so rewarding to flick the switch on a child's imagination.

Someone should explain gently to Northern Rail that A Lot Of People Get On The 5.15 Train. They should know by now that they need extra carriages. However, I got back still breathing with my toes unsquashed. I haven't unpacked yet. I think if a small child had smuggled itself into my suitcase I would have heard it by now. But you never know...