my childhood was basically made up of enid blyton and roald dahl. the BFG, matilda, twits, witches… then i found two collections of his adult short stories (switch bitch and kiss kiss – exactly like in the pic above) in the bookcase at home and read them over and over again, until the pages started falling out. i thought the psychedelic sex scene at the end of ‘bitch’ was especially amusing. if you find them, buy them! ps: how great are penguin & pelican book covers? my illustration lecturer used to cream his pants over them.
roald dahl, hallowed be thy name
