And Don’t Worry About The Bits You

To Shipbrokers, Coal Was Black Gold.

The Fine Line Between Roaring With Laughter And Crying Because It's A Disaster Is A Very, Very Fine Line. You See A Chap Slip On A Banana Skin In The Street And You Roar With Laughter When He Falls Slap On His Backside. If In Doing So You Suddenly See He's Broken A Leg, You Very Quickly Stop Laughing And It's Not A Joke Anymore.

I Shall Never Have A Bath Again," I Said. "just Dont Have One Too Often," My Grandmother Said. "once A Month Is Quite Enough For A Sensible Child." It Was At Times Like These That I Loved My Grandmother More Than Ever.

I Am The Maker Of Music, The Dreamer Of Dreams!

So Matilda’s Strong Young Mind Continued To Grow, Nurtured By The Voices Of All Those Authors Who Had Sent Their Books Out Into The World Like Ships On The Sea. These Books Gave Matilda A Hopeful And Comforting Message: You Are Not Alone.