tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post6499678916831315242..comments2024-03-25T08:10:55.433+00:00Comments on March House Books Blog: Back through the Prickle Hedge Barbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-1514381627047382142016-09-03T15:24:22.911+01:002016-09-03T15:24:22.911+01:00You are so right Claudine. It wasn’t a good day un...You are so right Claudine. It wasn’t a good day unless you went home with a scraped knee or a splinter or two! I’m not sure about floppy ribbons as a ‘fashion statement’ but my mum obviously liked it. My poor sister still remembers brushing my hair and trying to tie it up in ribbons – I am the ‘baby’ of the family and thoroughly spoilt.<br />Thanks so much for your kind words, when it comes to finding long lost books, I will always try to help if I can. As a child, I was told not to play with the gypsies. I had/have no idea why, but it was never a good idea to ignore a direct order, so I always avoided them. Maybe there was some fear of children being ‘stolen away’ although I have no idea why that would be.<br />Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-75803011365769549692016-09-02T08:24:40.869+01:002016-09-02T08:24:40.869+01:00For anyone reading these comments and replies a se...For anyone reading these comments and replies a search through the old photo albums, and we established the owner of the plaits in this photograph was indeed me (Barbara) so I don't need to change the caption. My sister remembers brushing my hair when it was short, which was a while after this photograph was taken.Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-23203992796542948392016-09-02T06:27:08.402+01:002016-09-02T06:27:08.402+01:00Getting torn was part of childhood. Barbara, I lov...Getting torn was part of childhood. Barbara, I love the photos, too. Ribbons in the hair was the thing then, wasn't it? Like Darlene, you're definitely my go-to person when it comes to vintage children's books, retired or not. Thanks for sharing the poem! It was a bit cruel for children to think of burning another child, but I know there was stigma towards gypsies for a long time.Yanting Guehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04788603550626277974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-43568730413575832362016-08-27T15:42:49.000+01:002016-08-27T15:42:49.000+01:00Hi Stephanie, I think getting ‘torn’ was all part ...Hi Stephanie, I think getting ‘torn’ was all part of a healthy childhood. I was in a small local town a few weeks ago, and every other young person was chasing around the streets, phone in hand looking for Pokemons! It was very funny to watch, but good to see them out and about and getting some exercise. Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-37478882912583341952016-08-27T15:38:25.489+01:002016-08-27T15:38:25.489+01:00Hello Carolyn, I’m so pleased you like seeing some...Hello Carolyn, I’m so pleased you like seeing some of my books. It is nice to share them and to share the photos too. I treasure the old black-and-white photos and wish I had more of them, but few people had cameras or could afford the processing costs when I was young. <br />Thanks so much for coming over, hugs Barbara<br />Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-35390116325828332802016-08-26T20:26:01.475+01:002016-08-26T20:26:01.475+01:00How wonderful that you have another copy of the bo...How wonderful that you have another copy of the book and that you shared it with us. I could easily picture the story! I got "torn" a lot playing outside with my brothers when I was growing up. :) Stephanie@Fairday's Bloghttp://thesecretdmsfilesoffairdaymorrow.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-67165061528294965862016-08-26T05:03:09.136+01:002016-08-26T05:03:09.136+01:00Dear Barbara,
Love it when you share your books w...Dear Barbara,<br /><br />Love it when you share your books with us and some of the childhood ones are so beautiful.<br />Thank you for sharing the lovely poem. I love the sweet photos of you and your siblings and friends. I treasure the black and white ones when we were kids, and they are very special.<br />Thanks for the kind visit to my blog always lovely to read your comments.<br />Happy weekend<br /> Hugs CarolynDraffin Bearshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01448539647442095635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-6736452044262277202016-08-25T22:41:27.531+01:002016-08-25T22:41:27.531+01:00
Bless you Darlene; I will always try to help if y...<br />Bless you Darlene; I will always try to help if you are ever looking for an obscure volume. I’m glad you enjoyed the story and the photos. <br />Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-51091328938406059862016-08-25T22:39:26.343+01:002016-08-25T22:39:26.343+01:00Hi Teressa, it is cute but maybe a little scary to...Hi Teressa, it is cute but maybe a little scary too. Thanks for leaving a comment. Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-71451228681051208662016-08-25T14:30:57.584+01:002016-08-25T14:30:57.584+01:00I love the old photos. They go so well with the st...I love the old photos. They go so well with the story. How quaint! You will always be the go to person when looking for vintage books, even if you are now retired!!Darlenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04252671846285594734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-75108190795055285502016-08-24T23:35:01.457+01:002016-08-24T23:35:01.457+01:00What a cute story!! I had never read this poem be...What a cute story!! I had never read this poem before, but it is one I would have loved to read over and over as a child.Teressa Morrishttp://teressamorris.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-50117675930212012682016-08-24T16:13:23.811+01:002016-08-24T16:13:23.811+01:00Hello Tracy,
I seem to remember parts of this vers...Hello Tracy,<br />I seem to remember parts of this verse from a very young age. Perhaps my parents read it to me, or I may have seen it in the second-hand book shop in Farnham where dad and I spent every Saturday morning. I remember thinking it was very scary at the time, but I love it now. I wouldn’t read it to my granddaughters. However, loads of people remember it so it must have been very popular once. As Lee suggests (previous comments) this and others like it were no doubt used as cautionary tales. <br />Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-13513817468772681072016-08-24T16:01:11.653+01:002016-08-24T16:01:11.653+01:00Hello Anita, thank you for finding the time to vis...Hello Anita, thank you for finding the time to visit me during your hectic week, I really appreciate it. You are always sure of a good old fashioned welcome here. xxBarbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-46999358013137386162016-08-24T15:33:40.032+01:002016-08-24T15:33:40.032+01:00Hi Julie, that sounds like such a lovely story, wi...Hi Julie, that sounds like such a lovely story, wish I knew what it was called, I would buy a copy ;-)<br /><br />It’s surprising how many books there are about grandmothers and quilts. But I wondered if it could be one of these although none of them sound quite right.<br /><br />The Patchwork Quilt" (1943) by Adele de Leeuw.<br />The sleepy quilt (1945) Charlotte Steiner<br />My colour game (1966) Evelyn M Begley<br /><br />There were also lots of anthologies with short stories about quilts which might match your description of a small book fitting comfortably in your hands.<br /><br />I will keep thinking about it and let you know if anything else comes to mind. You could also try searching the same places I suggested to Stephanie (see above). If you think of anything more about it (see above) please email and I will start searching. You could also try asking a question on Twitter there are lots of knowledgeable people on there – in fact I might try that. Barbara xx<br /><br />Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-88255259066725961402016-08-24T14:19:40.947+01:002016-08-24T14:19:40.947+01:00How amazing. Alas not the kind of verse I can see ...How amazing. Alas not the kind of verse I can see parents reciting today, perhaps a little too dark. Myself, I loved it and seem to remember my nana telling us a similar poem when my (naughty) little sister and I were girls.Felicity Grace Terryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17852843882007267665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-9170845197575127982016-08-24T13:06:55.683+01:002016-08-24T13:06:55.683+01:00Oh gosh, is it you? You certainly had plaits - di...Oh gosh, is it you? You certainly had plaits - did I? It is easy to change if I got it wrong. Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-85692914877390911612016-08-24T13:04:42.384+01:002016-08-24T13:04:42.384+01:00I think you might be right Sue. xxx
I think you might be right Sue. xxx<br />Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-31240914611471688422016-08-24T13:03:30.925+01:002016-08-24T13:03:30.925+01:00Lovely post and you look so much like I used to as...Lovely post and you look so much like I used to as a "littly" in that last photo xxAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16517903599235068164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-38110493912047552092016-08-24T13:00:03.900+01:002016-08-24T13:00:03.900+01:00I always thought it was in Buckinghamshire!I always thought it was in Buckinghamshire!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16517903599235068164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-8002543529845200592016-08-24T12:58:47.016+01:002016-08-24T12:58:47.016+01:00Mum was scared all through her 46th year, the age ...Mum was scared all through her 46th year, the age that her Mum died, that she was going to die.. I loved Auntie Gladys, but understand how hard it must have been for MumAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16517903599235068164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-32969204746079161482016-08-24T12:56:13.233+01:002016-08-24T12:56:13.233+01:00Love it!Love it!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16517903599235068164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-73133903729009188322016-08-24T11:30:57.072+01:002016-08-24T11:30:57.072+01:00Good morning my friend! School has started for me,...Good morning my friend! School has started for me, so my mornings are rushed. I enjoy coming here to slow down a bit, to remember how old books are still a part of great learning for me, and how in the midst of these new days of learning with technology are just a tool....like a book. But there is something private, wonderful, intimate about holding a book in one's hand. And your finds are always a treasure to me. ENJOY!Castles Crowns and Cottageshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01780241008313365707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-77392347177978368362016-08-24T10:48:21.119+01:002016-08-24T10:48:21.119+01:00Hello Stephanie,
I’m just wondering if the Yosemi...Hello Stephanie, <br />I’m just wondering if the Yosemite book could be Stella and Roy go camping by Ashley Wolff. I remember it being a story about a camping trip to Yosemite with two children and their parents. Roy continually tries to find evidence of bears until one night a bear really does appear. It is probably not the one you are looking for, but it is the first one that springs to mind.<br /> <br />If you would like me to try to find either or both for you, please email with as much detail as you can remember. I would need an idea about the age of the books – were they new when they were given to you? Hardback/softback, cloth-covered boards/ dust jacket or no dust jacket/ illustrated in colour or black and white or not at all. Any tiny detail might help especially a guess at any names of characters. Maybe they were picture books with few words or exactly the opposite. <br />I know it can be difficult trying to remember, but it is often the tiniest clue that answers the puzzle, and I do like a challenge. <br /><br />Otherwise you could try searching at <br />Bookfinder.com, <br />AbeBooks.com BookSleuth, loganberrybooks.com/stumpthebookseller/ <br />Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-30388534714089588692016-08-24T10:00:41.802+01:002016-08-24T10:00:41.802+01:00Hello Colleen, I know just what you mean about fin...Hello Colleen, I know just what you mean about finding long lost book-friends! It is wonderful to know there are so many of us around.<br />You are right about the Somerset countryside. The Brambly Hedge stories could have been set right here. <br />“Brambly Hedge is on the other side of the stream, across the field. If you can find it, and if you look very hard amongst the tangled roots and stems, you may even see a wisp of smoke from a small chimney, or through an open door, a steep flight of stairs deep within the trunk of a tree”<br />Those words are often in my mind when I set off on another walk. <br />Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496559191887463909.post-51090839448521954172016-08-24T09:13:56.194+01:002016-08-24T09:13:56.194+01:00Hello Shashi, my goodness I had forgotten those wo...Hello Shashi, my goodness I had forgotten those words, but as soon as I started reading your comment they came back to me. That one and the one about the three blind mice who had their tales cut off with a carving knife always made me sad. I liked the rhythm of the words but not the actual words, and yet I taught them to my son. What was I thinking? <br />Thanks so much for commenting, and for bringing back memories.<br />Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05962552429792516213noreply@blogger.com