Peter Pan

J. M. Barrie's Peter Pan was one of my favourite stories.

Apart from the magic and wonder of it all - which you never really forget - what I like most about it now is the ticking crocodile. In the world of the-boy-who-refused-to-grow-up and Wendy and the lost boys, Hook was the one adult who made their lives miserable. How ironic that Time (in the form of a crocodile with a clock in it) should keep snapping at his heels and finally be the end of that deliciously dastardly pirate. 

A much gentler, invisible version of time turns Wendy into an adult. But in her place there is always another child, a daughter or a granddaughter, ever ready to travel with Peter to his world: 'second to the right and straight on till morning'!