I love archives. I’ve recently been rummaging around archives in Hackney to write an updated history of Hoxton Hall. In such a short time, my head was buzzing with the stories of Hoxton folk from the past. Counterfeiters, asylum managers, workhouse attendants, fences and costermongers… a Sunday evening BBC series waiting to happen. This leaflet from Lambeth Archives also feels like a historical document, albeit much more recent. There is the language; one parent families, single parent families, lone parent families – the adjective shifts. I also smile, a little sadly, because Lambeth has also been portrayed as the ‘loony left’, a gift for any subeditor who fancied a little light alliteration. I could imagine a leaflet like this being held up as the epitome of political correctness. But the thought that someone, somewhere wanted children to feel a connection to a book, to see a world that reflected their own, makes me feel rather warm. I really like people who are willing to do that. Seriously. I really do.