by Enid Blyton
This was simply just delightful. Nothing less or nothing more; as light as a feather, and as sweet as a treasured childhood memory, these stories almost melted on my tongue with a sugary flavour. My only regret is just that I didn't read these as a child. It is such a shame, because I would have lov...
My favourite series as a kid, I adored them. It's a pity really learning about what kind of a hypocrite Enid was concerning her own family and the lies she made up about them. (That her mother died when she hadn't, that her dog was still alive when it died etc) but her books are still very good for ...
I never much liked Enid Blyton when I was a kid, but this one got read out to us aloud sometime in second grade so I had no choice. I don't remember very much of it (I fear I may not really have been paying attention), but there is one incident that stuck in my memory. The kids have found this magic...
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