Hello – it’s me – Briar!
Jane and I both have new toys and we have just realised that they are very much alike.
Mine is a ball, and when I push it, or even when I just touch it, it makes lots of different animal noises. There’s a cat, a dog, a cow, a horse, a rooster and lots more. I don’t know how they all got in that little ball, and I can’t see how they are going to get out either.
Jane’s is a flat thing and it has lots of books inside. I don’t know how it works, because we’ve got lots of books here and they’re all bigger than Jane’s new toy.
I’m not sure of I like Flat Thing. It doesn’t eat much, it doesn’t go for walks, but Jane pays it a lot of attention. And she won’t take me to work with her, but she will take Flat Thing…
She says that flat thing will take book time not dog time, so I suppose that’s all right.
We have a small house and it is full of books, and even though Jane loves books she is beginning to feel overwhelmed. Flat Thing will help out with that.
But Jane knows that there are a lot of people in the world of books who need to be supported.
There are authors who are working hard, and loving what they do, telling wonderful stories, creating lovely images, and illuminating the world around us.
There are publishers who do lots of clever things to find the books and make sure that they get sent out in the world to meet the right people.
There are booksellers, some selling new books and some selling old ones, who offer lovely places to go and chances to finds unexpected treasures and lost gems.
And, of course, there are libraries who need the support of bookish humans now more than ever.
Flat Thing has been told not to get in the way of Jane supporting all of that. She will still be using the library, and if she ever gets to the point when there is space on her ticket she will take books out to help their statistics along. She’ll still buy the books, old and new, that she wants to add to her permanent collection. And she’ll still be looking carefully around bookshops whenever she gets the chance.
And, of course, she will still be writing about them here.
Does that sound like a good plan?
Do you have a flat thing?
And do you know how all of those animals got into my ball? Or how I can get them out again?
p.s. Sorry we don’t have any original pictures, but the camera is broke and I don’t know how to fix it.