My earliest reading memory
I remember reading Roald Dahl and Diana Wynne Jones and, in particular, I remember my parents leaving all the volumes of CS Lewis’s Narnia series on my bed. But what came before that? I must have had picture books. Babar was around, certainly. So was Noggin the Nog. I have no clear memory.
My favourite book growing up
JRR Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings. I craved escape, and it was a long enough book to live inside for weeks at a time.
