Retrieved from my old blog, 20 December 2006.
My friend Candy, now a formidable office manager, was once the director of a childcare centre. Today she told me that she used to read Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are to her young charges, and when Max said, ‘Let the wild rumpus begin!’, she would play a tape of Mussorgsky’s Baba Yaga’s Hut on Hen’s Legs from Pictures at an Exhibition, and the young ones would go wild until Max made them stop.
I hope you find the image as charming as I do.
Posted: Wed – December 20, 2006 at 03:58 AM
Me fail? I fly! 