Up in the sky a tiny spark hovered and swayed in the darkness. What could it be...? Still they waited. And still the spark grew ever larger and brighter. Then suddenly Jane caught her breath. And Michael gave a gasp. Down came the spark, growing longer and wider. And as it came, it took on a shape that was strange and also familiar. Out of the glowing core of light emerged a curious figure - a figure in a black straw hat and a blue coat trimmed with silver buttons.
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P.L. Travers was born in 1899 in Maryborough in Queensland, Australia and was one of three sisters.
She worked as a secretary, a dancer and an actress, but writing was P.L. Travers's real love, and for many years she was a journalist. It was while recuperating from a serious illness that she wrote Mary Poppins - "to while away the d...More about P. L. Travers