Conducted by journalist Janis Ian

I had been trying to set up an interview with The Tiny Mouse for several months, but he was always too busy – feeding his numerous children, practising the oboe, working at his “day job” of repairing clocks and watches. When he finally made time for me, the first book about his adventures at sea was almost finished!

We met in a tiny cafe a few miles from his home. I had to sit outside, on the pavement, because the chairs were much too small for someone as tall as me. (I am 4’ 10”, or 147 centimeters.) As usual, Mr. Mouse was nattily dressed, sporting a very beautiful moustache and carrying a wooden cane with a pewter handle in the shape of a large hunk of Swiss cheese. We began almost immediately.



How is your family?


Most excellent, thank you. Larger every day.

How many children now?

Only eleventy-thirteen at home. The rest are in college.!

Where were you born? 

I was born in Nashville, Tennessee, in The United States. We moved to The Netherlands when I was still in my teens.

What was that like? was there much culture shock?

Well, yes. In Nashville, we’d been living in a beautiful old wooden bread box, with a little window that overlooked a garden. It was safe and snug in the winter, and nice and cool in the summer. When we moved to Rotterdam, we didn’t have any friends or family there to stay with, so those first few weeks we lived in hiding, anywhere we could find.

That must have been really frightening!

Oh, it was... but it also gave me a taste for adventure, you know. By the time we settled in, I’d already lived on several houseboats, in the tympani case at the Stadschouwburg, and behind Van Gogh’s Potato Eaters at the Rijksmuseum. My parents always made sure we were exposed to culture when we travelled.

Where did you eventually wind up?

We were supposed to go to Castricum for the day and visit our friends Ineke and Sandra, but we accidentally wound up in Amsterdam. (Don’t ever try to take the train in Holland if you’re not Dutch; it’s impossibly confusing!)

And were you immediately discovered by Lemniscaat Publishing?

Oh, no. Actually, I discovered them. I was passing by their offices, quite by accident, because I’d lost a shoe.


Well, it stand to reason that a lost shoe would try to find a picture book to live in, doesn’t it?  Picture books are just full of shoes! 

Oh, of course... and then?

Then I smelled the most delicious thing, a combination of paints and Gouda cheese, and I had to investigate. Before I knew it, I was sitting on a sofa, nibbling away at some Gouda, looking forward to a page or two for dessert, when Jesse and JC discovered me.

That must have been quite a shock.

It was terrible! Just awful... but once they realized I was only intending to eat the pages they no longer needed, they calmed down and we had a lovely talk. I told them all about how I longed to go to sea... Well, actually, I exaggerated a bit and said I’d already been to sea.

So you were a story-teller even then?

Oh, yes. I’d always entertained my little brothers and sisters with stories. It’s not easy, when there are dozens and dozens of them, all asking for their very own story! But I credit my parents with nurturing my creativity, and exposing me to great art.

Then what happened?

Jesse invited me to stay and tell my story to Dieter and Ingrid Schubert, who were coming to dinner that night. So I ran downstairs and told my family where I’d be, grabbed a change of clothes or two, and ran right back up the stairs to their office. Of course, my mother and father had to come and approve of my new living circumstances, and then later to sign the contract for our book.

That must have been very exciting!

Tremendously so!! How many mice from Nashville get to have their own book?! Not many, I can assure you. And with the little advance I received, I was able to buy a wonderful home for my parents, and another home nearby for myself now that I am  old enough to live on my own.

What do you think of the book? Is it pretty accurate?

Almost. Almost completely accurate. Except that I am much better-looking than Dieter and Ingrid made me. But of course, I understand. They didn’t want to take away from the actual story, or focus people’s attention on my looks.

Has there been a lot of pressure on you, with the book coming out?

A bit. I’ve been doing interviews, and I’m going back to America soon to visit with all the librarians. It’s very exciting, but it’s also a lot of work, packing and unpacking all the time, keeping my toothbrushes clean, making sure my moustache is properly trimmed. It’s awfully hard to find a good barber in a strange city.

Just how many toothbrushes do you have?

32, of course. One for each tooth.

Are you hoping to make another book?

(Blushing.) Well, I don’t know. My family would like me to stay home, but I want to visit Hollywood. We have relatives living at the La Brea Tar Pits, I’m sure they’d put us up for a week or two. I come from a distinguished family, you know! My grandfather always said we could trace our line right back to the Jurassic Era. I think the children would enjoy it, too – there are an awful lot of coconut trees, and of course tremendous museums. Not to mention the ocean. Flying is difficult for us, the seats are always too big and the food is never really what you expect... but we could take a cruise, if the book does well, that is.

After your last adventure, I’m surprised you’d even consider going to sea!

Ah, well, so long as it wasn’t the same boat, I think we’d be all right. How many Calico Captains can there be, after all!!!


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