Early this year, I signed up for a Goodreads challenge and set myself a limit of 40 books to read this year. Sadly, with the sudden death of my husband 6 months ago, I had lost much of my impetus and found reading difficult. My heart wasn't in it, but now I need to move forward and, after an email prompt from Goodreads, I am getting back on board. I had the good fortune 2 weeks ago to come across a pristine special edition paperback copy of Snugglepot and Cuddlepie, by May Gibbs, my all-time favourite childhood book. This edition was printed for the Spastic Centre in Sydney in 1984. It comes with its own specially minted stamp, which is affixed onto a special edition bookmark and decorated envelope, with the date 17th July 1985. It doesn't look like it's ever been read-but I am reading it, probably for the first time since about 1966. It's just as fresh in my mind as when I last read it. Some of the language is now dated, and certain descriptions incorrect, such as Koalas being referred to as bears, and a female kangaroo who provides a taxi service being referred to as "he" and a cab-man. It doesn't matter, I am enjoying re-living my childhood. My dear grandmother gave me a beautiful hard-copy when I was about 7. It was my treasure, but I don't know what happened to it as I got older. The paperback copy is to be cherished, however, as it is original, even down to the illustrations, and I will post a review when I have finished.