“The Phantom Tollbooth” by Norton Juster (1962)

“There once was a boy named Milo who didn’t know what to do with himself – not just sometimes, but always.”

Sometimes when the world gets a bit too much (as it seems to be doing on a regular basis at the moment) it’s a good idea to take refuge in children’s literature. Books for kids are often sneered at by “proper readers”, but this is foolish, as all readers begin somewhere and children’s books – the really good ones anyway – never speak down to their audience and are full of enormous w...