Do you think that everything in the world is inside something else? My little Park inside the big one and the big one inside a larger one? Again and … - P. L. Travers

Do you thing, Mary Poppins ... Do you think that everything in the world is inside something else? My little Park inside the big one and the big one inside a larger one? Again and again? Away and away?

Mary Poppins was very vain and liked to look her best. Indeed, she was quite sure that she never looked anything else.

A pile of raspberry-jam-cakes as high as Mary Poppins’s waist stood in the centre, and beside it tea was boiling in a big brass urn. Best of all, there were two plates of whelks and two pins to pick them out with.

Some people,” remarked Mary Poppins, putting her down, “think a great deal too much. Of that I am sure.