As I am sure you are all aware this is the season of awards. Over the last few weeks we have had the BAFTAs and the OSCARs and the BRITs and goodness only knows how many others, so many, in fact, that the ubiquitous red carpet must be in danger of becoming distinctly threadbare. But, roll it out for one more set of awards because over the weekend, in honour of World Book Day this coming Thursday, the results were announced of a poll carried out to establish the best loved characters in Children’s Literature.
WINNIE THE POOH.
As you might imagine there was much rejoicing in this household, where Bears outnumber humans by about thirty to one. I have to say, though, that the one was very pleased as well. Pooh might think himself a Bear of Very Little Brain, but we have long recognised that when it comes to teaching about the truly important things in life he and his friends from Hundred Acre Wood have it down to a fine art. There are very few problems that are not best tackled, in the first instance at least, by sitting down and having ‘a little something’.
Dear old Paddington, who also knows the inestimable value of a mid (morning/afternoon/evening/night) snack when things look tough. As you probably already know, marmalade sandwiches are the order of the day here whenever things begin to look a bit on the bleak side. And at most other times as well if we’re going to be really honest about this.
I have to say that Paddington’s adventures are strictly rationed in this house. The Bears are perfectly capable of thinking up ‘interesting’ things to do on their own account without Paddington giving them ideas. But when the world is against us and a good bout of comfort reading is called for, there is little more likely to put a smile on anyone’s face than a couple of chapters of A Bear Called Paddington.
So, The Bears would like you to know that
BEARS RULE, OK
and that on Thursday they will be throwing a celebration gathering with bread and honey, marmalade sandwiches and definitely cake. You are all invited, just come and join the throng.
But, who would you have voted for? I think I would probably have reversed the order: I do love Paddington. But I would also have put in a good word for Shirley Hughes’ loveable rascal, Alfie. One of my godsons was his double as a pre-schooler and when his little sister came along, even though it wasn’t her given name, she was always known as Annie Rose. The illustrations help Pooh and Paddington, but they make the Alfie books. Hughes is, I think, one of the most gifted children’s illustrators there has ever been.
But who are your favourites? Which of your childhood companions would you like to see walking down that infamous red carpet? Let’s compile a list and bring a smile to everyone’s face.