The Iron Man

The Iron man came to the top of the cliff. How far had he walked? Nobody knows. Where had he come from? Nobody knows.

 Taller than a house, the Iron Man stood at the top of the cliff, on the very brink, in the darkness.

I mentioned in my last post about the amazingly talented artist Tom Gauld and the cartoon we bought from him. This is a giant blow up of his illustrated version of Ted Hughes’ The Iron Man. There is a cracking exhibit at the British Library at the moment sponsored by the Folio Society where they’ve taken famous children’s books and shown you different illustrations for each. You can see:

 The Iron Man

The Borrowers

The Secret Garden

Paddington

Peter Pan

The Wind in the Willows

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Just So Stories

 I was so excited to see Tom Gauld’s Iron Man that I made Spiderman go back with me another time armed with the camera so I could have my photo made. Because I’m bossy like that. He talked me out of pretending to drive Toad’s Motor Car, though. Shame.

 

Did I also mention this exhibition is free? If you live in the UK, check it out if you can get to London. Mum, when you come at Christmas make sure you go! All my peeps in the US, I’m afraid you’ll have to settle for just me and the Iron Man.