Moreover, in presenting Jill as an author who clearly disdains idealized images of the child, particularly those of her writer mother, Ferguson reappraises the role of the postwar children's author and asserts a style of literature grounded not in adult constructs of childhood, but in the experiences of the child herself.
And of course her mother (albeit one who wrote about soppy girlies) was a pretty self-sufficient single parent. Never really considered that before.
Oooh, I loved those stories! Didn't Capt. Stupid-Name have three daughters called April, May and June?
Enid... Have you found your dd a riding school yet? Then you can start reading her the Jill books. (Are they still in print? Wonder if my mum still has my old copies? Wouldn't surprise me, as she hordes for England.)
Mm there may not have been many men but the few that made an appearance were all heroic types like Captain Cholly-Sawcut and wheelchair bound Martin who taught Jill to ride at the beginning. Not sure what that says about Ruby Ferguson's views on men!