Phoebe was clearing out her bookshelves recently and came across one of the favourite books of her childhood: Phoebe and the Hot Water Bottles by Terry Furchgott (first published in 1977). Now this copy has an interesting history and I treasure it not only for its happy memories of reading with little Phoebe, but also as an example of libraries' folly (another is the banning of Enid Blyton books which merely confirms that so many adults forget how children read).
On hearing in 1995 that we were going to have a Phoebe (we knew at 20 weeks and never wavered in our choice of name) my Mum remembered that she had read a book with the then-unusual girl's name in the title to countless classes of infant school pupils who had loved the story. She kindly said she would find a copy so that Phoebe could have a book with her name on it, just as Alice had Lewis Carroll books and Tom had books by the Rev WV Awdry. (She also often called our Phoebe by the fictional Phoebe's full name - difficult to resist as it was 'Phoebe Beeberbee'.)
It turned out that the only copy she could find was an ex-library one that had been removed from the shelves (literally taking the stock out of Stockport) because the fire brigade did not approve of its message in what has to be one of the silliest forms of censorship I've encountered; the epnoymous heroine puts out a house fire using her hot water bottles, and the firemen didn't want young children thinking they could do the same.
As if. It's an impossibility, as I know too well every time I dutifully stand by the kettle at 10pm boiling and re-boiling it so I can fill bottles for all the beds: I am always amazed at how much time it takes to empty a cold water bottle and fill it with hot water. Stilll, the book entertained Phoebe and not once has the thought of emptying a hottie onto a fire ever crossed her mind. And I continue to knit covers for them, and she continues to have warm toes and to dream, like Phoebe in the book, of having a puppy instead of hot water bottles. (Now that's the message I would censor...)
What a lovely post. I am with the HWB all the way, my husband fills our bed with them before he goes to work in the morning, so that when I come in from a night shift I have cosy toes. And a puppy on my feet!
Posted by: lucy | January 26, 2010 at 10:28
Oh Lordy, what a hoot! What is this world coming to?!
Posted by: jayne | January 26, 2010 at 10:46
Wow. I read your title and expected something about gender, class or race politics (often pretty icky in children's books, it has to be said). When I got to paragraph three I just howled! That's priceless.
Hot water bottles and favourite children's books: two of the most comforting things in the known universe. Perhaps the firefighters of Stockport were never children themselves?
Posted by: Lean Ni Chuilleanain | January 26, 2010 at 11:40
Fabulous.
Posted by: Rebecca | January 26, 2010 at 11:41
It's now 12.11 and I've been on your blog (and others you signpost) since 9.30 (having discovered it through an impulse purchase yesterday - Elspeth Thompson's "The Wonderful Weekend Book". My senses are now re-invigorated by words, threads, textures and colours.
Like me, breakfast dishes remain unwashed, but friends and family now have links to you, while my husband (ex-fireman) has snorted his opinion about dear little Phoebe and Stockport Fire Department. He also thanks you very much for your poetic photos of railway sleepers, a subject close to his heart.
Posted by: Penny Cross | January 26, 2010 at 12:16
What a great post! It's good to have you back in full swing again.
Posted by: Vivienne | January 26, 2010 at 12:24
I'm with you on this one... the wanting a puppy message is a far more dangerous one.
Posted by: Fancy Elastic | January 26, 2010 at 12:38
Thank you for this very lovely post.
Posted by: knittingoutloud | January 26, 2010 at 12:39
Um, I call shenanigans. As a librarian, I have not once written in a library book that is being disposed of. You're getting rid of stock, you don't need to justify it to the dustbin !
The other curious note is that it's not stamped 'withdrawn' and still has the date label in it.
Hmm...
Posted by: Ponytail | January 26, 2010 at 12:51
I sit possible for political correctness to become any more insane?!! Looks like a wonderful book to me.
Posted by: Catherine | January 26, 2010 at 13:34
And you let your children read Alice, too? Did they not go jumping down rabbit holes and drinking strange potions from bottles marked "Drink me"? For shame.... :-)
Posted by: Dana | January 26, 2010 at 14:06
That's pretty silly. It sounds like a delightful book, we love hot water bottles in our house too.
Posted by: Jennifer | January 26, 2010 at 14:30
That's so cute... Phoebe Beeberbee. I love the drawing on the front of the book too. Best of all, I love the hilarious backstory about the fire brigade!
Posted by: little pink room | January 26, 2010 at 15:08
Your sense of humor is delightful...thanks for the laugh this morning!
Posted by: Shanda | January 26, 2010 at 15:55
Hey - good memories! My son Dan had and liked this book too. It was one of the books we kept for posterity / future grandchildren. We also had a lovely book called Dora the Storer - about a woman who hoarded, just like my little boy... 23 and he still hoards, mainly his artwork and sketchbooks which now fill the shelves in his / my room (I'm making a take-over bid, slowly but surely).
Posted by: DeborahS | January 26, 2010 at 16:25
Another librarian here, confused as to the reason written in the book and why it isn't stamped DISCARD all over it (I guess the UK equivalent is "withdrawn"). Our shelves are filled with library discards, but the one I went out and searched for and paid $40 for was my childhood favorite, "The elephant who liked to smash small cars." Isn't that the greatest title ever?
I do have a question, though. Does everyone in the UK use hot-water bottles, and if so, why not electric heating pads? I was stubborn, but my husband converted me and I love them. I have one for my toes and one for my pillow! The one for my toes can be set to turn off after a while.
Posted by: dangermom | January 26, 2010 at 17:24
That is too funny! I suppose "The Runaway Bunny" is right out with that librarian! What if all our children ran away and tried to become flowers in gardens?! Whatever will we do with all these children's books, being read by children, who IMAGINE things?!
Posted by: Indiana Lori | January 26, 2010 at 18:11
Well there's nothing wrong with the puppy thing... Maybe Phoebe will get lucky and will get one. I got my first puppy at 23, as I too was afflicted by a cruel mother!
Posted by: Miranda | January 26, 2010 at 18:15
I LOVED that book and had forgotten about it until you posted it here, thank you for the little trip down Memory Lane!
Posted by: Katherine | January 26, 2010 at 20:30
My word! I was all ready to get on my high horse, as so often the things you hear that libraries have done or not done are just urban myths, so I was utterly shocked to see the evidence before my very eyes! It is bad enough to withdraw the book for such a silly flim flam reason, but to write the reason on the book?! Surely if they felt as strongly as that about it, it was irresponsible for them to sell it! The libraries I know and love get rid of books if they are either never used, or are so used they have fallen to bits!
Posted by: Mimi | January 26, 2010 at 22:03
I loved finding books with my children's names in them, and sometimes fantasized about naming a child after one of my favorite characters -- maybe Lily of the purple plastic purse?
At our house, we use rice bags instead of hot water bottles. Rice stitched up in muslin bags warmed up in the microwave is cozy, and not cold when it cools off.
Posted by: Pam | January 26, 2010 at 22:15
Yea! Now I can go find this book for our own little Phoebe -- all of 18 months at present. Thanks for sharing!
Posted by: Astoria | January 27, 2010 at 01:24
Wow. I think that level of censorship is scary!
Looks like a fun book kids would just love.
Posted by: bernie | January 27, 2010 at 02:15
As a kindy teacher I have seen far too many good books censored from libraries for RIDICULOUS reasons but I have to say yours really takes the cake! Glad Phoebe has had many years of enjoyment out of it.
Posted by: Nell Ward | January 27, 2010 at 02:44
I love this book and like your Mum I read it to countless infant children. But there was a twist! The very first time I read the book I misread the name Beeberbee to Beeberbeeby. From then on if I correctly read the name I was shouted down by all the children to read it with the mistake!! A grrat choice!
Posted by: alisonb2 | January 27, 2010 at 09:45
Censoring children's books? How sad... It looks lovely though...I would love to read it... xxx
Posted by: catofcuriosity | January 27, 2010 at 10:22
Phoebe! Pssst! Phoebe! Over here. Quick, while she isn't looking this way. Phoebe, go for the puppy. No really much more lovelier and snuggly than a hottie. OK? Oh! Quick she's looking now. Walk away slowly......
Posted by: trashalou | January 27, 2010 at 11:03
Your post sent me on an urgent online search. My local library doesn't have it on the shelves, Amazon (in the US) reports it's out of print and unavailable, and nothing else so far except, curiously, a small but ardent fan group on Facebook. Back to the hunt . . .
Posted by: Kymm | January 27, 2010 at 21:36
I'll dodge the dodgy politics and comment on the hotties - we love them! Natch I knitted covers, but then we can't feel the lovely heat as well. NO idea how we lived without for so long.
Posted by: Susan | January 28, 2010 at 07:59
Tom...brings me back to the wonderfully simple stories I used to read to my older children, now nearly adults, from Helen Oxenbury, "Tom and Pippo" series. Comforting adventures about a toddler and his sock monkey. A Phoebe book is unique.
Posted by: Tonya | January 28, 2010 at 22:57
I just discovered your lovely blog through my friend. It`s wonderful when memories come flooding back when we come across a book that we read our children when they were small. Coincidentally I was born in Stockport and also worked for Penguin Books in London when they were in the midst of banning and re-writing the Enid Blyton books. with Noddy and Big Ears no longer snuggling up in bed together or feeling Gay as in Happy!
I`m also a fan of hot water bottles by the way :)@
Posted by: Hazel | January 29, 2010 at 20:30
I love a tale of the world out of kilter with reality. Really made me laugh. The 'as if' nature of it all. Makes the book more of a treasure really. We had our first ever exploding bottle last night which meant three squished in a bed.
Posted by: Lisa | January 29, 2010 at 23:57
I came across your blog while searching for this book. It was my girls' favorite book and now that they are 30 and 24, they both want my one copy! It is almost impossible to find and I have come across sites that have sold this book for as much as $365! Maybe the copy in your library was simply stolen and that entry was just an attempt to cover it up. In my search for this book, I found that many schools used it as an example of patience and ingenuity--traits that that I will have to use if I keep on searching for this wonderful and entertaining book. Elva (Canada)
Posted by: Elva | February 19, 2010 at 02:47