Carbonel by Barbara Sleigh
published 1955
On a recent
post,
blogfriend Jan W put this in the comments:
The first book I bought for
myself (by Book Token) was Carbonel by Barbara Sleigh. Rosemary and her
mother live in a boarding house , the latter is a seamstress who goes to
peoples’ houses, sides to middling sheets and other dull sewing, but she gets a
tray of the same food as her employer to eat in the sewing room. The Browns
lives are transformed when the leader of a theatrical troupe (wearing good but
shabby clothes) at a garden fête offers Mrs B work designing and making
costumes. There are many insightful comments on clothes, class, economy etc to
the point it reads like a early version of a Clothes in Books bingo card. BTW
it is a children’s book with a magic cat, too. I may have missed a bit...JanW
Sooo – as she says, a book designed for CiB,
and one I would have loved if I’d read it when I was a child. Somehow it
escaped me.
Rosemary is a little girl on her summer holidays, who
acquires a talking cat and a broomstick from a witch – and a jolly new friend
John. He is the nephew of the posh employer woman, but the children’s relationship
is refreshingly free from the usual difficulties. They just get on with filling
their summer and having their adventures. There is a complicated quest to do
with the cat and his original witch owner.
And, of course, everything that Jan mentions, all favourite
CiB tropes: the visiting sewing woman as we discussed recently – with
particular reference to the eating arrangements - in the comments
on this post:
Here:
Rosemary knew that her mother
had her [lunch] on a tray in the sewing room
And there is also a good old-fashioned tearoom:
Shopping ladies with parcels
were beginning to come in for an early tea, and the chintz-overalled waitress
was hurrying past their table with a tray laden with tea things…
The garden fete:
with stalls and hooplas, and
tombolas and raffles, and Punch and Judy shows and fortune-tellers… an
enclosure reserved for the dancers, a dozen little girls in very pink
crinolines and poke bonnets.
We’ve even got vetch, a plant needed for a magic spell – we
looked at vetch (I mean, obviously) when we did The
Spoils of Poynton by Henry James – the heroine is called Fleda
Vetch so we investigated the name thoroughly in the comments, down to
spoonerism.
The players are doing ‘the fairy part of A Midsummer
Night’s Dream, and even John, who usually thought of Shakespeare as somebody
invented by masters to harass schoolboys, admitted that it was ‘smashing’. They
were transported by the fairy part, and they laughed and laughed at Bottom and
his friends.’
Rosemary’s mother, ie the sewing woman, helps out with a
last-minute costume emergency for the theatrical troupe – she runs up some
tunics in no time at all:
‘Perhaps it would be quicker if I could cut out the clothes on the people who are going to wear them. We needn’t bother about such refinements as hems.’
I really do like that the photo of a troupe doing MND reflects
this – no offence, but those costumes have a look of items run up in a couple
of hours between performances. There’s a Noel Streatfeild theatrical dresser
with this fabulous sentence attached to her: “an understudy thrown on in a
hurry was the breath of life to her”. I feel that for Mrs Brown, a costume
thrown on in a hurry is the breath of life.
There is even the odd joke. Here we have Carbonel – the
magic talking cat – explaining the life of he and his brethren:
‘It is on the rooftops that we
are our true selves. There we live our secret lives, there we skirmish, we
royster, we sing songs. Songs of such beauty that men throw up their windows
and shout applause.’
Rosemary was not sure that it
was always applause she had heard, but she did not say so.
Carbonel the magic cat ends up having a huge fight with a
ginger cat, and I like to think this picture shows them squaring up nicely.
(Guess who is going to win?)
Altogether a tremendously entertaining book, and one that
would appeal to modern-day children as much as those back when it was written.
Thank you to Jan W for introducing me to it.
And one more thing – the book is published by Puffin, and
at the back there is a short history of Penguin and Puffin. And it says this:
Many years from now, we hope
you’ll look back and remember Puffin with a smile. No matter what your age or
what you’re into, there’s a Puffin for everyone.
And that caught me and touched me, because it is so true
for me, as I have explained before
Shedunnit,
Green Penguins and the Puffin Club
- I was
a founder member of the Puffin Club.
Students
from Townsville Grammar School performing A Midsu… | Flickr
A145-274-14 | Two cats standing on their hind legs, ca. 1905… | Flickr
Norske
huldre-eventyr og norske folke-eventyr. Asbjørnsen … | Flickr



I'll chase this book up.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely recommended
DeleteThis sounds tremendous. I can't believe it passed me by as a child but clearly I will have to keep an eye out for it when browsing the local charity shops, as they often have these kinds of midcentury children's books. The comment about John thinking of Shakespeare "as somebody invented by masters to harass schoolboys" made me laugh, and also made me grateful for my fab Year 3 teacher (the person to introduce me to Shakespeare) because I loved him from a very early age and I'm sure she was the reason for that.
ReplyDeleteRe: the Puffin Club, when I was reading lots of jumble sale Puffins c 1996 I was enthralled by the promise of the Puffin Club at the end of each book, and asked my parents if I could write in and join. I was gutted when they broke it to me that the club was defunct. Thus I am glad that it was as fun as I imagined it being!
Yes, a good teacher is important
DeletePuffin Club was one of the joys of my life...
Oh, I can see how this appealed to you, Moira! A sewing woman, that Shakespeare connection, and even the talking cat! I must admit, this one didn't get on the radar when I was young - perhaps because of where I grew up, but it sounds delightful, and I can see how it could have become beloved.
ReplyDeleteI missed it as a child - and now I'm surprised that I've not come across it as an adult before now, I'm guessing plenty of blog readers liked it.
DeleteI was a big fan of Carbonel as a child and when the Internet came along I learned there were two sequels, which I acquired but have not read (I did not remember her mother was a seamstress, however). If anyone comes across it, she also wrote an outstanding timeslip called Jessamy.
ReplyDeleteShe sounds like an interesting person as well as a good writer - she had to stop work when she got married, becuase she had worked in the same dept as her husband, so she took up writing instead
DeleteI missed this one too, even though a magical cat is right up my alley. Over here it was apparently titled Carbonel: The King of the Cats. (I'm reminded of Paul Gallico's book Thomasina, subtitled The Cat Who Thought She Was a God.) I did a little rabbit-holing and read that Carbonel's story was partly inspired by a British folk tale, and there was a folk figure called Cat Sith who was all black except for one white spot on its chest and apparently wasn't a nice character. I wondered if Carbonel died in this book (shades of Old Yeller) but mention of the sequels reassured me.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny, because so many people are telling me what a childhood favourite it was. Nobody told me to read it!
DeleteFunnily enough I am reading a lot of Charlotte M Yonge at the moment, and she had a novel called The Carbonels, completely unconnected with cats and magic
Thank you for reminding me about the tea shop episode. I'd forgotten how much fun it was. And how almost everyone is immediately described by their dress -"Artistic, that one was...'andwoven good but baggy, skirt and jacket twenty five bob". I am just about to read this again and am so pleased that so many CiB readers like the idea of it. It also reminds me that 10 year olds used to go out on their own and this wasn't considered strange. I have a soft spot for Mrs Cantrip who insisted that the price tag on her hat was part of the trimmings. Way ahead of her time. JanW
Deletethank YOU Jan, I love it when everyone gets going either on their memories of a book, or their determination to get hold of it. It was such a treat
DeleteThere's a story (going back to Caxton) of a man who is on a journe y when a mysterious voice asks where he is going. When the voice learns he is going somewhere it asks him to tell someone the man had not heard of that someone else he's also never heard of is dead. The man agrees and hears a coin fall on the ground in front of him.
DeleteWhen he gets to his destination he finds the man and passes on the message, and his hearer is as nonplussed as the message bearer, but suddenly there is a shriek and the house cat cries out"Then I'm the King of the Cats!" and rushes out and is never seen again.
That's quite the story, never heard that one before. It starts somewhat like the Appointment in Samarra story. Something to stick in the mind...
DeleteIn one of the folk tales I read about, the traveler comes upon a funeral of cats, all black with white on their chests. One of the cats asks the man to tell someone that the King of the Cats has died, and the rest of the tale goes as told above.
DeleteAll this has completely passed me by - glad to be informed
DeleteThis sounds like a nice treat for a rainy day. Sleigh wrote a few more books featuring Carbonel, and Open Library seems to have them all available for online borrowing. https://openlibrary.org/authors/OL1584828A/Barbara_Sleigh
ReplyDeleteThank you for Open Library Link. It's only today that I have realised how much she'd written including an autobiography called The smell of privet. I definitely want to read more of her writing. JW
DeleteThanks Shay, always so helpful to have the links. I'd like to read more of her too
DeleteI remember enjoying Carbonel and its sequel. Time to track down a copy and re-read, I think.
ReplyDeleteThe Puffin Club was quite short-lived - I was so lucky to be a bookish child at the right time. I recall hurrying home from school when each new Puffin Post was due, hoping today would be the day it would be waiting on the kitchen table for me …
Sovay
I see that the last Puffin Post was produced in 1989.
DeleteI know that in 1991 there was a big celebration at the V&A - I was pregnant at the time so very sure of the date! - with a party for the founder members, a really lovely memorable evening. You weren't there were you....?
Sadly, no - I never got to any of the “Meet Your Fellow Puffineers” events.
DeleteIt was the only one I went to. I was also always entering the competitions and never won a thing
DeleteI’m now fighting the urge to look for old copies of Puffin Post on eBay.
DeleteSovay
I wouldn't have thought of that. Are they actually there, have you seen them?
DeleteYes, they’re there - some of the covers were instantly even though it’s probably 40 years since I last saw them, and I want them but I really can’t justify the cost …
DeleteSovay
I do have some - perhaps I should sell them if times get hard 😀😀😀
DeleteI also loved this book - I never owned it but I borrowed it from the library. If I remember correctly, Rosemary tries to stop the broom shedding twigs by putting it in her gymshoe bag. I don't imagine children have them now, but we all had cloth drawstring bags for our PE kit, with our names embroidered on them. It was just expected that our mums would be willing and able to construct these!
ReplyDeleteIn the Midlands we called them dap bags, because the shoes were known as daps. They were canvas plimsolls, not like today’s sneakers or trainers. Thank you for the memory! Apparently DAPS are now an expensive brand of shoes for pickleball.
DeleteNerys
Oh yes, school shoebags. I was one of four children, and I would say that the quality of construction decreased down the siblings as my poor old working Mum got tired of this job. My oldest brother had his name embroidered on (green bag, red embroidery) but the rest of us had marking pen...
DeleteI made my own shoe bag in needlework classes at primary school - gingham with name in cross stitch - along with my female classmates. Boys did not do this , and I can’t for the life of me remember what they did instead of needlework. I don’t think the school would have had the resources for woodwork …
DeleteSovay
.... and where did the boys get their shoebags from...?!
DeleteMothers had to step up, I expect, or sisters or other female relatives - though I had a younger brother and there was never a suggestion that I should make HIM a shoe bag, and if there had been I’d have said why couldn’t he make his own?
DeleteSovay
Indeed
DeleteI remember sewing up cloth bags, but don't remember their being used for gym shoes. I suppose they were just a good introduction to sewing in Home Economics classes, which convinced me that I would never be a seamstress....
DeleteYes we also had to make a 'sewing bag' and I was so slow doing it that I never made anything to put into it. My sewing future was pretty clear at this point...
DeleteI read this book in a Swedish translation as a child. I loved it and have tried to find it in English, but had no idea who the author was and only knew the Swedish title, which was "Rosemarys katt". (I don't think I have to translate that; sometimes Swedish and English are very similar indeed. :-)) But I recognised it immediately here. Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteOh I'm glad you've found it again. And now we all know a bit of Swedish 😀😀😀
DeleteIs Carbonel's name Karbonel in Swedish?
DeleteOver to you Birgitta
DeleteI'm afraid I cannot remember the name of the cat at all (it's more than 60 years since I read it) but if it hadn't been changed to something Swedish I am sure it would have kept the original spelling. I don't think I ever owned the book, I probably got it from the library, but I still remember that it had a certain atmosphere of its own.
DeleteA very good description of it
DeleteI loved the Carbonel books! The sequels are fun too.
ReplyDeleteI love the book's fans gathering here
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