No, this isn’t about that Twilight! This is one of the more unknown (to me) books by Astrid Lindgren, and one I feel certain I never read before coming across the English translation. In fact, the description of the story had me worried in case it turned out to be about the little fat man with the propeller on his back.
It’s not, but apparently it led to the books about Karlsson-on-the-roof, so my fears were not totally unfounded.
The young boy Goran (Göran) has a bad leg, so can’t go out. He is visited by strange Mr Lilyvale who takes him out on adventures around Stockholm, but only in the twilight hour. Goran gets to have all sorts of adventures this way, seeing unusual sights and getting to do all sorts of things. He drives a bus and talks to an elk (I refuse to say moose!) and meets the King of Twilight.
Marit Törnqvist has done the illustrations, and because we are so used to seeing other people’s pictures in Astrid Lindgren’s books, this almost doesn’t feel like an Astrid Lindgren. Marit’s pictures of Stockholm by twilight are dreamlike, and very attractive.
I want to go on that tram.