I never really did buy our children toys - although they inherited a enough - but their imaginations furnished them with endless hours of pleasure.
"You can't play with a marvellous doll like this the way you'd play with any old doll, that's obvious. Anyway, it isn't what she's meant for. If you don't want to get bored with her, you have to give her things..." p.84
Elliot & Ghent children "fishing" from our shed roof
Pleasure that I hope has built resistance to the world's prevailing philosophy:
'All that matters in life,' the man in gray went on, 'is to climb the ladder of success, amount to something, own more things. When a person climbs higher than the rest, amounts to more, owns more things, everything else comes automatically: friendship, love, respect, et cetera. ... '