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Barnaby has a raft that he uses to navigate a quiet river ''all the way to Limber Lea'' and on this raft is a trunk full to bursting with some very useful things indeed which in fact come in rather handy as he collects an odd assortment of passengers along the way, each posing their own dilemma to the harmony of the passengers already aboard – but fear not, for Barnaby is a resourceful little boy and he appears to have it all in hand.
I really warmed to this book straight away largely because I like a rhyme. I’m a huge fan of this melodious and sing song story telling style because I find that if I am immediately engaged by it, that a child will certainly be. For my money there are a handful of authors who have reached the pinnacle of the genre, ([[Tyrannosaurus Drip by Julia Donaldson|Julia Donaldson - 's Tyrannosaurus Drip]] being quite far at the top of that list though possibly not topped by [[The Gruffalo by Julia Donaldson|The Gruffalo]]) and I adore the way the author has located the stanzas on the page; amidst the illustrations (though this is fairly typical of a Blake illustrated book; he seems to want to get his picture of what’s going on right in the centre of what is actually going on, on the page).
The tale harmoniously winds along like the river the raft is set upon and Barnaby has to think outside the box with each and every arriving passenger (that climb aboard in numerical ascension, one through to ten) and when he has finally helped the last passenger disembark his raft, Barnaby congratulates himself on a job well done, even though he’s a bit tired and wants to go home.