CHATTERBOX ANNUALS AND OTHER TINY THINGS presented by BB

HERE i SHOW THE MAIN PICTURE BOOK COVER,

THEN  MY OWN CONVERSION                                      

                                 AND FINAL REDUCTIONS                                                                              

                               CREATING LITTLE  OPEN BOOK COVERS                                               

FOR MY OWN ARTS AND CRAFT  USE.                        

1955

Ancient of so many days i being five years old when this annual appeared in print.

i was born in the full smokey greyness of post war britain...

i having a keen eye for old picture books like to shrink then down in size before desiding to print them out,for scratch built libraries one and all are such daunty things to fill up almost for free.

THIS IS JUST ONE OF MY PRINTING PLATES, THAT i WILL SHOW TO GIVE  EVERYONE THE REASON FOR MYSELF DOING SO MUCH DELVING DIVING BOOKWORM STUFF!

SIR PERCY AND  ESTELLA  ARE BOTH FROM THE  STARS  WITHIN THE  SCRATCH-BUILT LIBRARY THAT IS STILL ONGOING

      The new world and adventure loomed for many.who served under canvas sail.        

                                                                                1902

RATHER DRAB TO SAY THE LEAST

My Dearest Mother Grace Liddy Arnip, was born in 1905.

PAINTED  DOUBLE SIDED ARCHWAYS OF THE LIBRARY

A BB DESIGN OF MINE FROM SCRATCH

i like many before and after me have had a keen eye for Alice!

                                     To fall into a hole in the ground is much better

                                     than having had to dig one, don't you think?

END OF PART ONE

1957

                                                  THE INSTINCT OF MOTHERHOOD 

                                                                                1951

i was then only three years old BB,thought to himself upon an early,late morning as he typed this out from the finest thin air of fantasy!

                                               Writing is sort of being a real chatterbox!

                                                                                     
 

1953

i thought that i was doing quite well at four years old,

but then school appeared looming upon my horizon.

  i became a latch key kid.                                                   

                                                                               1950's

   Throughout  the 50's meant short trousers and scabed over knees for me.

THIS TURNED OUT OK,BUT IT WAS RATHER A TRICKY ONE DOING THE SPINE!

                                                                             

1961

1961 A year i realised at school,that i only had to serve another three years of such bondage!

                                     NOW THIS COPY WAS MUCH EASIER TO ACHIVE.

                                                                            

                                                                              1947

My older brother Ronald, was two years young.

1951

An 1861 Victorian designed floor tile i used for inspiration upon mapping out one of my Library floors. Gradually over five years the shelving is being filled.  Of course with a pathway leading through each one to another topsy turvy dimension.                 

                        To read between such pages in an odd sense is to realise a glimmer of me!

                                    Ah to read ones own script was a way forward.

                                   And in an odd way to look back too,

                                   Upon the turning of written pages.

The summer of 1964 arrived in the nick of time as freedom came bursting into my life again,

       and after all these years i'm pleased as punch that i had promised myself that i would not allow school to interfer with my education.                                                                                       

           May this day of your looking be a safe and sound one,filled with happy smiles.

BB