![]() ![]() The four Gareth children, from 13-year old Alex down to 9-year-old Naomi, feel a bit like they’ve been dropped into Oz.Īctually, they’re in Ireland. “Bring it to the car.” She turned and, like a great black eagle, swept out of the door. “Well, as it’s here we must take it home, I suppose,” said Great-aunt Dymphna. “Mummy didn’t know what we’d need,” Penny explained, “so she said we’d have to bring everything.” “Clutter, clutter! I could never abide clutter. Great-aunt Dymphna had turned her attention to the luggage. Naomi was so scared that, though tears went on rolling down her cheeks, she did not make any more noise. The children gazed at their great-aunt, so startled by her appearance that the polite greetings they would have made vanished from their minds. And on her feet, in spite of its being a fine warm evening, were rubber boots. Under the cape she wore a shapeless long black dress. On her head she wore a man’s tweed hat beneath which straggled wispy white hair. Then her nose stuck out of her thin wrinkled old face like a very hooked beak. ![]() This was partly because she wore a black cape, which seemed to flap behind her when she moved. The first impression of Great-aunt Dymphna was that she was more like an enormous bird than a great-aunt. ![]() The Magic Summer, by Noel Streatfeild, illustrated by Edward Ardizzone ![]()
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