Joyce Grenfell in general

Think back in time for a moment. Imagine your wrinkles disappearing bit by bit, your spine getting straighter, your voice getting higher, and your line of vision getting lower and lower. Think right back, far back, to those misty days of the nursery. Do you remember your nursery teacher? The calm, patient, kind faced lady. You might have called her "Aunty Myrna", as we did. Do you remember how she would talk to you as if she understood you - she seemed to be like a child herself, only an exceptionally wise one, who knew when to stop putting glue on the paper, and start sticking the cotton wool down. Or if it's just too far back, read Joyce ...  Read the complete review