There is a dark side to Beatrix Potter... and in her retelling of this classic, Little Red Riding Hood is eaten by the wolf. But the story is redolent of country life and Oxenbury’s pictures are glorious in their scene-setting and loveliness of line. Potter uses dialect “thees” and “thys”, and a traditional woodcutters’ song. Her version seems to punish mother and grandmother for their silly pride about Red Riding Hood’s prettiness. Oxenbury’s illustrations conjure a gentle landscape and a sly-eyed, leaping wolf in plus-fours, and offer an image that hints at a more hopeful ending. We just wonder how the wolf comes to dress in Granny’s clothes after he has consumed her.