Come Fly With Me

Nick and Nora went on a little camping adventure last weekend and stopped off at the markets of a little country hamlet called Jimna.

Well markets, is somewhat over stating things, it was more like a second hand, second hand store in the local public hall.

Sadly it would appear that Jimna's best days as a timber milling town are behind it, but that's a blog for another time.

For 50 cents, Nora picked up this little 1958 Ladybird children's book Flight One Australia, the first of a series of six books which introduced geography to six year old readers.

The text is engagingly trite - just as you'd expect a children's book from half a century to read.

The great air-liner stood at the end of the runaway, ready for the journey right across the world to Australia.

Among the passengers were two very ecitied children, Alison and John. John sat beside Daddy and Alison was in the seat in front, next to a tall suburned gentleman.

The stranger pointed tot he ravellingbag on Alsion's lap, marked B.O.A.C. "I see you've got your tucket-bag,"aid. "Tucker-bag is an Australian word, it means food-bag."

"Oh, I see," said Alison. "Are you a real Australian?"

Unfortunately the paper dust jacket is long gone from this edition, but the colour plates are just as beautiful as ever. The one illustrated here is one presumes an idealistic view of the white cliffs of Dover.

This will be the first in a series on this book.