Thirty years ago TODAY, I paid my first-ever visit to the Walt Disney Studio in Burbank, California.


The Mouse on the front, the Cheshire Cat on the back!
What pleasure I got from a small piece of card and –
guess what? – somehow, on leaving the studio at the end of an unforgettable day that, for a rabid Disney geek, was a dream come true, I inadvertently managed
not to follow the instruction printed in bold!
Curious how such trifling things are often a 'pass' to treasured memories!
However, I have to say, a later pass (2001) isn't
quite so evocative...