But I remember the library being somewhere I could lose myself in an imaginary, perfect world, populated by proper goodies and baddies conceived to assist my moral development. The doorside display yesterday, by contrast, seemed designed to encourage children to believe the world full of peril around every corner, consigned, as they would be, to a friendless, persecuted existence. And I don't remember every child in my world having headlice either.
On the plus side, this has given me some great pictures to deploy tactically on other people's Facebook pages.