The Wind in the Willows was first published in 1908 by Kenneth Grahame, a retired banker. He wrote these stories for his son. The plot goes something like this: a group of animal friends, Rat, Mole, and Badger, attempt to help their out-of-control friend Toad to his senses and give up his wild indulgences. Toad first has a pension for horse and carriage then he discovers motor cars ext. all while Toad Hall is in jeopardy and a band of weasels move in. Toad finally learns his lesson after everything is straightened out. Rather moralistic, however, it is highly evocative of the English countryside and this is why I like it. What could be better than a toad living in a great manor house anyway? I don't know what made me think of these stories after all these years, but I might read the book to my son if he likes.
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This claymation version of The Wind in the Willows is the movie I grew up watching. I remember thinking that it was odd. So odd I loved it. There are many other versions as well, including a live action movie (1996) but I watched a few minutes of it and found it rather too strange and lacking in charm.
All these lovely images make me want to go on a picnic. It is Spring after all.
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Wind in the Willows hotel in Glossop, UK via
Now How About That Picnic?
I am craving a picnic. We have the wind here, not that it is required or even wanted, now we just need the lake and the willows!