angela carter, the magic toyshop
Melanie walks in the midnight garden wearing her mother’s wedding dress; naked she climbs the apple tree in the black of the moon. Disaster ensues, transporting Melanie from rural comfort to London, to the Magic Toyshop
Not quite a Christmas tale of goodwill to all men, but the dreamlike quality of Melanie’s awakening into adulthood, and the fantastical settings of the garden, the toyshop and the Exposition park, made this the perfect book to settle down with and be unsettled by on a Christmas afternoon.
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