Not a Disneyfied, watered-down, junior retelling, you understand . . . .
But the full thing. The original. The real deal.
It's not ideal for a four-year-old, it must be said, but he was adamant he wanted to give it a shot. Thus far, three main problems:
1) The language can be rather challenging (for us as much as for him).
2) It's a little dark in places (for example, Peter Pan's observation that 'There's a pirate asleep in the pampas just beneath us' and his subsequent suggestion that 'If you like, we'll go down there and kill him . . . .' - this the type of passage that I tend to skip).
3) The B - for some inexplicable reason - thinks he's reading Harry Potter.
Those issues aside, it's going rather well and he's enjoying it, even if, most mornings at the breakfast table, he admits, 'I can't remember what happened in Peter Pan last night'.
That doesn't seem to put him off, or The G for that matter.
'I want to read Peter Pan,' she said a little earlier.
Nine chapters still to go, she's going to have to hang on a little longer . . . .