Margaret loves this poem. Desperately. And in the illustration, the Alice character is dressed in a long black dress, and looks a little like Miss Clavel, which has catapulted her into Margaret’s pantheon of imaginary childcare providers – Miss Clavel, Mary Poppins, Maria von Trapp, and now Alice.
So she snuggles with the book at night.
I think she wants a nanny. And if an Edwardian nanny shows up on my doorstep, I don’t know that I’ll turn her away.