Christopher Milne describes his memoir The Enchanted Places as "a photograph album, a collection of snapshots."
"There is no place in it for an anatomical drawing," he notes.
The images he does provide in a poignant 150 page look over his shoulder at the early years of his life are gentle watercolours, edges blurred by tact or respect for his parents (chiefly his nostalgic father), soft pencil sketches which clearly illustrate "the enchanted places where the past will always be present" as the book's dedication has it, and just as clearly if subtly outline the burden that was the author's particular kind of immortality.
He muses on the fairies visiting him in his cradle. "He shall have his father's brains and his mother's hands," says one, "And his name shall be famous throughout the world," says another. Much good did the brains and hands do him until he eventually found his niche as a bookseller in Dartmouth, though even there he was always 'Christopher Robin'. As to the fame, curse and blessing both, and hard to accept or reconcile people's assumptions about 'the man who had been the boy who had been a character in the books' with the self - boy and man - who sought only a quiet, private life.
There's a sepia wash of resignation to the word pictures in this book, an acceptance of the sorrows and disillusionment of a father who hit the height of fame at the age of 46 and whose work thereafter would forever be eclipsed by what had gone before, and of the son who lived in his shadow, and, in the public's imagination, as a boy who never grew up.
But there are brighter colours too in its warmth, humour, wisdom, charming anecdote, and loving recollection, so that all told it's evocative, sympathetic, and offers a unique perspective on a literary phenomenon.
Off to the library stacks to look for this. A re-read for me, it has been many years! Intrigued to hear about the film too.
Posted by: Fran H-B | 28 August 2017 at 06:59 AM
I'd like to read this. Thanks for the review, Karen!
Posted by: Nicola | 28 August 2017 at 07:36 PM
Yes, the film looks very interesting, especially in light of the book.
Posted by: Cornflower | 29 August 2017 at 04:09 PM
You're welcome, Nicola.
Posted by: Cornflower | 29 August 2017 at 04:09 PM
Oh Cornflower - what a beautiful review...especially this sentence...
"There's a sepia wash of resignation to the word pictures in this book"
Thank you, now in my wish-list at Book Depository
Deborah @ BookBarmy
Posted by: Deborah | 02 September 2017 at 07:26 AM
The review perfectly captures the feel of this delightful book. Christopher Milne's book is warm, humorous and reflective and, despite the difficult relationship he had with his parents, he is never bitter or regretful. I got the impression he was a man who had overcome his demons and was eventually able to live at peace with himself as the child he had once been, as his father's fantasy creation, and as the adult he eventually became.
Posted by: Christine Harding | 02 September 2017 at 01:29 PM
I love this book, for all the reasons you say - but love the second in the trilogy even more. A Path Through The Trees is about Christopher Milne in WW2 and, afterwards, running a secondhand bookshop, and it's brilliant.
Posted by: Simon T (StuckinaBook) | 28 September 2017 at 01:35 PM
A must, then! Thank you, Simon.
Posted by: Cornflower | 28 September 2017 at 01:43 PM