It was read, well, by Alexander Morton, and broadcast in November 2007. I remember not liking it when I heard it, feeling mostly disappointed with how far it was from the thing in my head, uncomforable with the tiny edits needed to make it fit perfectly into its time slot. They've just repeated it, and yesterday I listened to it curiously, and, no longer quite remembering the thing in my head I had hoped it would turn into, enjoyed it much more than I had expected to.
You can hear it until Sunday on http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b008cnz8
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Last year Holly and some of her friends had a pudding fight.
This year, with Maddy and her friends joining in, they had a battle that was about 20% UK jelly and 80% American Jell-O (the UK stuff won easily on taste tests, by the way). Next year she's talking about a proper custard-pie battle.
I love my daughters.
(More photos up at http://twitpic.com/photos/neilhimself)
Labels: Jelly and Jell-O, radio, the weirdness and small forgivenesses of time, William Blake