Most people who know me well know that I do have a tendency to blub at sad films and RSPCA adverts but few would describe me as sentimental.  However, I was sent an advance copy of this new picture book by Neil Gaiman,  illustrated by Charles Vess by the lovely people at Bloomsbury and by the time I’d finished reading, I was in tears. 

Next month, I shall become a godmother to Beanie, Mother at Large’s wonderful eldest daughter.  I haven’t been a godmother before and I’m a bit hazy on the duties of the post.  Not being a committed Christian I also worry that I’m not equipped for godmothering duties although I’m reliably informed by everyone from parents to priest that it’s the sort of person I am that matters and I am very flattered and touched that anyone thinks I’m A Good Influence.  Also somewhat alarmed as I’d rather planned on being A Dreadful Warning as I grow older.

Blueberry Girl was written for Neil’s friend, singer and musician Tori Amos when she was pregnant, and it is a wonderful, lyrical treat which beautifully sums up all we want for our children and especially for girls growing up: “Let her tell stories and dance in the rain, somersault, tumble and run.  Her joys must be high as her sorrows are deep.  Let her grow like a weed in the sun.”  It isn’t twee, it isn’t cute: it’s beautiful and the perfect present for a mother, or a little girl, or a grandmother or, as in my case, a new god-daughter. 

If you still need to be convinced, the clip below shows the illustrations and has Neil reading the poem.

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