As I read to him, I often wonder how much he's really understanding. There's lots of unfamiliar vocabulary, and the plot lines must be quite obscure for a modern city kid.
Generally, I don't explain these things until he asks; he'll figure out in his own time that the elegantly dressed gentleman is actually plotting the murder of his gullible guest Jemima Puddleduck.
"Mr Jeremy Fisher."
In the bath yesterday, SP moved from one side to the other and commented that he was "pushing his body out into open water."
I racked my brain for a moment, trying to work out where on earth he'd picked up this particular phrase, then asked "Who went out into open water?"
Perhaps he's taking in more than I thought.