There is a saying -  ‘Richer than me you will never be, for I had a mother who read to me.’  I don’t know who said it first, but I do know it is true.   My mother read to us, my brother Peter and to me, every night before we went to bed. We loved it.  She sat on the couch and we sat close beside her. It introduced us to lots of stories.  Peter and I took turns in choosing our favourites and of course Mum sometimes introduced new ones.  Australian Stories, Blinky Bill  and The Magic Pudding and