sometimes witty book reviews
First published in 1922, Margery Williams’ The Velveteen Rabbit is apparently a classic children’s tale, a beautiful book and a touching story.
I think, in my 20s – reading it for the first time – that it’s creepy.
Children today aren’t often faced with toys made of real animal skin, risk of death by scarlet fever nor the all-things-in-room-to-be-burnt cure for it. At the time of publication this entirely normal subject matter. To kids in the 1920s, this was normal.
I like this creepy book. It’s a proper fairy tale. Like Hans Christian-Anderson.
William Nicholson’s accompanying illustrations are positively kindred with Watership Down. If you’re into that (which I am).
Should you spy this on your grandparents’ shelf or in an op shop I think you should spare 10 minutes of your life to read it.