'Peter Pan' by JM Barrie ... one of my all time favourite story books.
I remember first reading 'Peter Pan' to my children one Christmas afternoon, many years ago. My elderly mother-in-law was fast asleep in the armchair and for once, my children were as quiet as mice, not wishing to miss a single word of their story, nor disturb their Nana's sleep. We quietly slipped into Neverland on a puff of fairy dust and several magical chapters later, closed our book, leaving Tinkerbell to her fairy mischiefs, Peter Pan to rescue Tiger Lily and Wendy to mother those poor Lost Boys. As I whispered a promise we would return to Neverland before bedtime, a croaky voice rose from the depths of the armchair cushions, "Oh don't stop now Paula, I was enjoying that!'
'Peter flew in'
I think three may well be the perfect age for a first Christmas pantomime, so as a special treat, I booked tickets to take Stuart's little grandson to see 'Peter Pan' at the Ashcroft Theatre in Croydon, yesterday afternoon. We weren't sure how Calvin would react to live theatre in this age of high tech entertainment, but we needn't have worried, Christmas magic always sparkles if you allow it to and that little boy was totally entranced - just like the generations who have loved 'Peter Pan' before him!