When I was as little as eight, the only thing I ever bought with my pocket money was an Enid Blyton book. Given this happened approximately 47 times* and I have hung on to every one of them for very nearly (gulp) thirty years, I'm calling it a collection. Now my kidlets are working their own way through the Adventures of the Wishing Chair and befriending The Folk of the Faraway Tree. And as I overhear Mr Myrtleandeunice reading these bedtime stories, my own memory of those same words, the same calamities and rightful endings, the same mirth at the mischief and edge-of-seat anticipation: it all comes flooding back. Just like that thirty years was a minute ago.
* I have a suspicion that a small number of these books were acquired through birthdays and Christmases. In which case I undoubtedly frittered my pocket money on sweets and treats.
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15 comments:
NO WAY!!!!! So impressive - I have started collecting these hardbacks for Edie - - but I only have 11 - they are just gorgeous! ...yes deep in chutney here - will be starting the green tomato chutney soon when we work out what isn't going to ripen ... flirt further with the Tassie idea - after a year we are utterly sold!
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I have a near identical collection. And I still pick them up in op shops when I see them, even if it means I then have doubles. (As I see you do).
And yes, school holidays. Also, fancy dress birthday parties to attend.
ps. your blog is lovely. Bookmarking now.
thats great, a true collector. enjoy htem forever d
sorry writting upside down from the other side of the world!
That is a FANTASTIC collection. You've inspired me to gather mine up and put them nicely like yours. But I have NO WHERE NEAR that many! Just gorgeous. A rainbow of Enids!
What a gorgeous collection for your children to enjoy. Your Mum certainly did a good job looking after them for you.
Your collection is an absolute treasure!
I'll have to look around for some of my own collective goodies and snap some pics.
What a treasure yes!
I have this collection of Enid Blyton as well! I also have a few much older editions of the faraway tree and wishing chair stories that belonged to my dad... circa 1940 & 50's. My boys love being read to from them. Such timeless stories, I love them.
I found your blog through Hula70 and I LOVE it. I also love Enid, though some things about her have remained a whymsical mystery to me.. like Treacle. What is that? X
Hey Hayley,
treacle is sort of like golden syrup. A little darker and stronger in flavour... They both come about from sugar refining. One of those odd pieces of trivia I remember because my grandfather loved to eat golden syrup on buttered bread.
Oh Kylie,
These are the true benefits of blogging!
X
what a gorgeous collection!
i have never heard of those books
my daughter loved the bobsey twins and trixie belden (both from the
50's i believe)
Just found your bog and enjoyed it! Thought I might leave this comment to help curb the Talking to a Brick Wall Syndrome. Personally I talk to the bathroom - a friendly place where no one bothers me on pain of death. Collections - have a few, books, bears, teapots are new. Equate to the shape - round and bulbous. I'm a Famous Five girl and Secret Seven fan myself but unfortunately Mamma felt the need to be tidy and consigned childhood memories to the tip many years ago. Don't have a blog but do enjoy reading them. Rabbiting here, will say au revoir and keep up the good work.
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