I love Golden Books. I love the way they are easy to arrange on the bookshelf. I love their simple illustrations and simple stories. I treasure my collection of 1970s Golden Books. One of my earliest memories is of being pushed by mum in the stroller to Red S (now Woolworths) on Epping Road in North Ryde. My treat at the checkout would be a Golden Book.
Reminiscing this week about Thomas and wondering about where the time has gone made me think of a Golden Book called Where Has the Baby Gone? In my quick hunt today I couldn't find it. Milly had it at some stage so it is in the house (I hope!). But I did enjoy reading her The Poky Little Puppy and So Big.