Without Roald Dahl, those words and many more would not have become engrained within my childhood memory. I would not have known that children could become sealed inside paintings, or that a Big Friendly Giant wandered the streets delivering dreams to children as they slept.
On the other hand, if I hadn't read The Twits, I could still eat spaghetti without thinking about squirming worms, and see huge beards without wondering what might be festering inside... but that is a small price to pay.
The worlds within Roald Dahl's books may not be pretty, predictable or safe, but the journey you take within their pages is always a magical one. The Witches is deliciously frightening, The Twits is foul and disgusting. But my favourite book has always been Fantastic Mr Fox. I still haven't watched the movie version because I don't want to spoil the adventures of Mr Fox and Badger that live within my imagination!
As I got older, I enjoyed The Wonderful Story Of Henry Sugar, and Boy and Going Solo were brilliant reads, made even better by the fact that they were drawn from the author's real life. I grew up with the editions illustrated by Quentin Blake and I still love his artwork today.
I'll always be glad that I discovered Roald Dahl's books. They are weird and wonderful and well worth a second look if you haven't picked one up in a long time. You can find a good list of titles here and you can find out more about the man himself at the official website - http://www.roalddahl.com
I'm off to drink some Frobscottle and seek out the recipe for Wonka's everlasting gobstopper.
Which book is your favourite?