Sunday, 23 January 2011

Little Oysters

Like hundreds upon thousands of romantic little fantasists, Alice in Wonderland was my favourite movie as a child, and one of my favourite books too. I could quote it word for word- a feat in which I am far from extraordinary. Lewis Carroll somehow captures the imaginations of little girls in a way that one could never for a minute imagine an adult man capable of. There were paedophile accusations, I'm sure, which I suspect are completely unfounded.

Anyway, isn't this horrible?

No comments:

Post a Comment