sensiblecat: (happy dr PIC)
Inspired by a viewing of “Neverland” – which offers an extremely sanitised and revised reading of JM Barrie’s relationship with the Llewellyn-Davies family, who inspired “Peter Pan”, I’ve been digging around in Barrie’s life and works.

It makes for creepy reading. According to a recent account by the writer Piers Dudgeon (“Captivated”), Barrie was impotent and deeply scarred by his mother’s slide into depression and rejection of him after the death of Barrie’s older brother at the age of 13. There is even a suggestion that Barrie might have been unwittingly responsible for the accident that killed his brother; whether or not this is correct, Barrie was clearly an emotionally maimed individual who was never able to form non-exploitative and healthy relationships. His effect on the Llewellyn-Davies family was largely tragic; of the five boys he unofficially adopted, no less than three eventually committed suicide.

That aside, for it’s a huge and fascinating subject in its own right, I found myself reflecting on the continuing myth of Peter Pan, the boy who is incapable of growing up, his strange relationship with the blonde and nurturing Wendy and the very English note of melancholy that surrounds their story. The novelisation, and to some extent sequel, of Peter Pan, “Peter and Wendy” is available on Wiki as an opensource document. I’ll confine myself to a few observations on its final chapter, “When Wendy Grew Up” and the links this has with “Doctor Who.”

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sensiblecat: (Eric)
One of the great pleasures of my job (librarian in a primary school) is that I can come out of the closet and declare myself a fan from time to time.

We're running a promotion with Waterstones called The Big Book Bank. Here's how it works. A child brings in a favourite book. You give them a sticker and they write a review of it. They leave the book on a display stand for others to enjoy and get a Waterstones voucher in return.

Anyway, I thought I'd get the ball rolling. So I picked one of my favourite science books, George's Secret Key to the Universe and wrote the following review:

"This is a brilliant book. It's written by someone who's very clever (for a human) and it tells you all about things like space and black holes. The pictures are great. There's a man called Eric who has a computer, Cosmos, which is a bit like my TARDIS. It can take you anywhere in space, though it's not so good at time travel yet. I think Eric is a great character. He has spiky hair and wears glasses to make him look even cleverer than he really is. There is a nice pig in the story too. But pigs should not be sent into space. It frightens them."

Then I just left it on the trolley and waited for the reaction to come in. My lovely Headmaster bought into it totally and stood there for a while telling sceptics, "He can get in anywhere with his sonic screwdriver. I'll leave a few jelly babies around tonight and see if we can catch him."
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Picture from here.

Things are slowly returning to some kind of order, with DS back in his own room and gradually sorting out his enormous collections of pet rocks, fossils and copies of New Scientist. Still finding life rather relentlessly hard work but that is probably the time of year. Opened the fridge just now and discovered a box of decapitated jelly babies - apparently it doesn't work to set Ghoulish Gums into Hallowe'en party jelly (rigor mortis sets in). So the JB heads are going to be mounted on cocktail sticks as ghoulish decoration.

I have to go and pick up nine pumpkins today. Might need two trips.

Also, back at work this afternoon after the half-term break. Most of my clientele (I work in a primary school library) have very specific tastes. If they are girls, it has to have fairies, ponies or magic kittens on the cover. If male, spies, pirates or, best of all, Doctor Who. I am amazed that nobody has yet complained about the six year olds taking home "The Feast of the Drowned" just because a certain Time Lord is on the cover. I invested in the new BBC fact files and every one was immediately taken out with the exception of poor Captain Jack. The Slitheen, the Sycorax and the Daleks are favourites, which shows that the priorities of six year olds are different from those of older fans.

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