Long after they could read for themselves my children still enjoyed bedtime stories...Luke, the youngest, adored really old-fashioned Fairy Tales...the more gruesome they were the more he liked them...now my mind has gone blank, can't recall most of the titles. One was the tale of a sister with seven brothers who'd been transformed into Swans by a spell...the only way she could break the spell was to knit each brother a jumper made from nettles...once they were wearing these stingy and prickly jumpers they became human again.
Another of his favourites was The Red Shoes...a quite unpleasant tale about a small girl who was forced to dance until her feet bled...
One he knew word for word wasn't actually a fairy tale...it was a story about being thrown into a bramble patch...'Please don't throw me into the bramble patch'...do the voice Mummy, he'd say...it's better when you do the voice.
His elder brother loved adventure stories...there again it was the old-fashioned tales which he enjoyed the most...The Coral Island...Moby Dick...try reading that after a long day...Treasure Island and Lorna Doone...he'd sit bolt upright in bed clutching a Darth Vardar figure...hoping I'd get so carried away I'd not notice beginning yet another chapter...
He didn't care for fairy tales...he said he liked proper stories with proper people.
Now they are adults they still read voraciously...Luke, who so loved gory fairy tales, reads cook books for pleasure and can identify every edible fungus in a Swedish forest from poring over books...his brother Brendan reads books I simply can't understand...meta-physical thingies...and how to take your motor-bike apart and put it back together again books.
I asked Jack and Alex, who live up the street, if they have a story at bedtime...they looked totally bemused and said they watch the television in their bedroom before they go to sleep.
Suppose that'd be the same for most children nowadays...
Reading a story at bedtime, after a busy day at school or during the holidays playing out with friends, connects you to your child...it's a special time that I've never regretted and I think sets a sure foundation for a love of reading for their adult lives.