The husband of a reader named Lizzy
Lathered himself into a bit of a tizzy.
These book stacks are too high! You’ve no need to buy
Any more. There’s enough here to keep you quite busy!
1812 was a vintage year gifting Charles Dickens, Robert Browning and Edward Lear to the world. I suspect I would have had more in common with Edward Lear than the others. After all in his Self-Portrait of the Laureate of Nonsense, “he sits in a beautiful parlour, with hundreds of books on the wall”. And how can you not love the author of The Owl and The Pussycat, the Jumblies, Nonsense Alphabets and, of course, those limericks.
My favourite changes from time to time but if you’ve ever seen me on a windy day, you may just recognise the young lady of Firle. Do you have a favourite limerick? On what would have been Lear’s 200th, have a browse and a giggle. He would have liked that.