Tears at Bedtime

A Children's Treasury of Milligan
A Children's Treasury of Milligan

This is not a sponsored post in any way.  My lovely Twitter mate, Andrew Butler, AKA @designcredo, wanted to share it and thought it would sit better on Mediocre Mum than his communications blog and I have to agree!

I heard something on the radio the other day suggesting that, possibly contrary to what one might expect, children actually learn more from reading the same story time and time again. I have a friend who’s daughter used to listen to the same tape of Stephen Fry reading of Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy every single night. Now, I am no longer lulled to sleep by the dulcet tones of Le Fry from a nearby room but I guess it still happens.

I suppose I once fitted into the category of ‘boys with literacy concerns’, I never read comfortably as a child and now find myself slightly envious of those who can lose themselves in books. But there were some childhood havens and to this day I am never far from a copy of Under Milk Wood, Dylan Thomas and Silly Verse For Kids, Spike Milligan.

Although very, very different there are similarities to be found in these two books. Firstly, and most importantly they are both really thin. When the Penguin or Puffin book clubs came to the North Kesteven Grammar we all had to choose a book. I chose the thinnest and these books have been with me since my school days.

Beyond physical characteristics though, common to both books, there is a delight in words that, although expressed very differently is nevertheless very apparent.

Last night, not for the first time, my daughter’s bedtime ended in tears. The tears were tears of laughter (mine), I was trying to read Nice Doggie by Spike Milligan.

My neighbours have a barking dog
Bow wow wow wow wow
A little black French poodle dog
Le Bow Le Bow Le Wow!

For me laughter at a child’s bedtime is about as good as it can get.

The Milligan thing has now been passed down the line. We used to read from my old version of Silly Verse For Kids but, like me, it is ageing and falling apart. At Christmas I went to Waterstones and asked if they could still get the book. Yes they could, but as an alternative I was introduced to ‘A Children’s Treasury of Milligan’ (Virgin). This lovely book contains stories, poems and even comes with a CD of Spike reading the poems. The best thing is that all this can be had for a frankly ridiculous £8.97 on Amazon but if you can’t wait go to a shop, now.

Around that time, as a result of this find I mentioned the Silly Verse poems on Twitter. There was a tremendous response, from adults who, like me, still treasured these words.

So go get the book, but be warned, there may be tears at bedtime.

The Gruffalo Live!

At the beginning of the week my daughter developed a fear of monsters.  I have no idea what triggered it.  Apparently, the monster comes out of her mirror and goes up the chimney.  My daughter isn’t a delicate soul and not many things frighten her, which can be worrying to us at times.  She will run up to strange dogs, has fallen out of trees and has no concept of stranger danger.  However, when I went into her room earlier in the week she was physically shaking so I removed the mirror.  Luckily, in the morning she asked to have it put back.

So, it probably wasn’t the best week to go and see the Gruffalo Live in the West End.  I was a bit nervous of taking her as I didn’t want to scar her for life but she absolutely loved it and so did I.  The performance is 55 minutes long, perfect for little ones.   It’s a 3 person show, obviously re-enacting the much loved children’s story but with songs and humour interjected.  My favourite character was the party animal snake.

I was relieved that she didn’t get frightened when the Gruffalo appeared.  I think the fact that his face wasn’t covered by the costume helped. I can now explain to her that the monster isn’t real and just a person.  Her fear of monsters seems to have disappeared for the time being.  Phew!

The Gruffalo is playing at the Garrick Theatre from the 24th Nov-16th January and tickets can be purchased by calling the Box Office on 0844 412 4662.

Disclosure:  Our tickets were complimentary

ZingZillas – The Album

Finally, a Children’s Album that doesn’t make me want to scratch my eyes out!  You won’t find annoying songs like a Spoon Full of Sugar, Let’s Go Fly a Kite or Three Little Fishies on this album.

Instead, there is a great mix of Rock, Soul, Jazz, Samba and Big Band Orchestra.  One of my favourites is Bhangra Beat, nothing like a bit of Bollywood.  It reminds me of Jai Ho from the Slumdog Millionaire Sound track!  We’ve been bopping to this Album since it arrived earlier in the week.

It’s being released on the 4th of October and you can pre-order your copy here!

Chicken Scratch

I was doing a bit of crafts or ‘craps’ as Madame calls it this afternoon while husband was catching some zzz’s. Art is not my forte but I do enjoy doing it.  I was painstakingly cutting out some circles for flower petals.  We glued them onto the paper and added a stem and some butterfly stickers.  Then hubby strolled in and scribbled on the petals!  Grrr!  I can’t believe how upset I got.  He ruined our masterpiece I felt deflated.  It reminded me that I’ll need to be sensitive with Madame about her artwork.

He did make amends by doing a couple more pictures with her and no, I didn’t scribble on them.

Under the sea!

In the Jungle!

A question for you:  When doing artwork with my 2 year old I tend to draw (badly) houses, cars, bicycles, butterflies, etc but she’s only at the stage of doing scribbles, very good ones I might add.  But, on a couple of occasions after I’ve drawn something she says ‘I can’t draw’ and insists that I do it….should we stick to doing scribbles as well?