something i fixed up earlier
These days, I'm always crying. About five times a day I have been reduced to sniffles over the silliest things, mainly acts of abandonment, loss, joy, pride and, well, all sorts of things on This Morning. But the most joyful today, and the tears that mean the most however, was realising that Allen Ahlberg is the Jolly Postman himself.
I have grown up with Ahlberg, Janet and Allen, since God knows when. I think about 70% of all my books were written/illustrated by them, and they were always all my favourites. And he is an amazing person too. He restores my faith in the fact that all children's authors are nice people.
I should never have thought that James would appreciate my books as much as I did. I loved my books, they were my world. How bloody stupid was I to give them all to him? Now I have none.
Well, one. The Jolly Postman :)
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