From whence we come (a book rec)

I think it was given my sister and me around 1964.

I was just learning to write cursive, as you can see. In my preteen years, our very battered copy became the recipent of an embroidered book cover, which I pasted onto hard board without nearly enough swing-room for the covers to open…

The pages are filled with these delightful illustrations, and the familiar nursery rhymes are brilliantly reenterpeted. Anyone who reads the snippet from “The Theory That Jack Built will know where I developed my brand of scepticism!