“Everything seemed to move. The chimney-stacks swept across the Great Bear, the Pleiades were entangled in the elm’s boughs, a shooting star fell with a trail of gold, the trees dropped lower and lower as they climbed above them.” — Alison Uttley Copy Share Image
For a long time we dreamed of a real leather ball, and at last my brother had one for his birthday. The feel of… — Alison Uttley Copy Share Image
I do find life difficult at times … and I behave childishly too, do foolish things, unworthy … I don't think one can have… — Alison Uttley Copy Share Image
“Everything seemed to move. The chimney-stacks swept across the Great Bear, the Pleiades were entangled in the elm’s boughs, a shooting star fell with… — Alison Uttley Copy Share Image
