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A review by mat_tobin
The Wandering Wombles by Elisabeth Beresford
4.0
What I'd describe as an amalgamation of The Moomins and the make-do-and-mend post-war Britishness, Beresford's Wombles are a delight. I loved each little story which connect to those told previously. Those endearing, if not slightly scary, characters from the 70s are all there and I give full credit to Bernard Cribbens for setting the tone just right, in my opinion.
When they reach a working age, all Wombles are allowed to choose their name from an old atlas and so, much to the consternation of Great Uncle Bulgaria, we meet our first Womble, Bungo whose adventures and friendships guide us through many of the stories. I had a particular love for Orinoco who has an impressive penchant for catching 40 winks as much as possible whilst eating as much as he can whilst on and off duty. A lovely collection which I read with a smile on my face throughout.
When they reach a working age, all Wombles are allowed to choose their name from an old atlas and so, much to the consternation of Great Uncle Bulgaria, we meet our first Womble, Bungo whose adventures and friendships guide us through many of the stories. I had a particular love for Orinoco who has an impressive penchant for catching 40 winks as much as possible whilst eating as much as he can whilst on and off duty. A lovely collection which I read with a smile on my face throughout.