Some books change the world and make you dream and believe in magic.
Today I took No 3 to the Harry Potter Studios near London... and we had a fabulous time... this is a boy who's not prone to flight of fantasy, he's sporty and has lots of friends, he's a practical soul with feet firmly planted in the ground... and yet.
Yet... yet, he devoured the books. He dreams of magical creatures and spells, and in a place which, let's face it, is actually there to explain how the on-screen magic was created and wasn't in fact real... he was a total believer. When he sat on a 'Nimbus 2001', wearing a black gown and staring at a tv screen with a fan in his face... he WAS flying. When he walked into that huge lunch hall his eyes were shining and excited like it was his first day at Hogwarts. When he held that (stupidly expensive) wand in his hand all the way home... he WAS making up spells.
Don't tell me that is not magic.
And there's always 'that' split second moment when you think you're really going to get through that wall... just once, by magic.
(no? just me? can't be...)
When he drank his (teeth shuttering sweet) glass of butterbeer... he WAS in the Leaky Cauldron and not sitting opposite me in a drafty coffee area with a trapped pigeon banging its head against the glass to get out.
And it wasn't down to the props or the set in front of him. Absolutely not. It was down to the books he's been reading till late at night for the past few months. Black words on white pages. Igniting dreams and creating visions. All this today was just the icing on the cake... proof almost that what he read was 'real'. Magically real.
I've been to see the Studios twice before and everytime there's something new to see... This time we could get a glimpse on an internal set of No 4 Privet Drive.
But my favourite part of all must be the model of Hogwarts Castle...
It gets to me every single time.
If you're a fan - muggle or wizard - you must go.
If you've already been... go again.
And JK? Thank you.