Previous letters pages can be found here.
Letters page from Volume 3, issue 16.
August 3rd – 16th, 1955.
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LETTER PAGE
A letter from Wendy Spencer, Chippenham, Wilts.
Dear Enid Blyton,
As you are interested in wild birds, I thought perhaps you would like to hear about some I know of. Every year the lovely swallows come and rear a family in our cowshed. They use the same nests as the previous year, but sometimes they have to be patched up a bit. When the baby swallows are old enough to leave the nest, the mother lines them up on a beam. Then she flies off to find a tasty fly or some other morsel. This she delivers into the gaping mouth of the first baby. Then off she goes again to find food for Baby No. 2, and this goes on until every baby has been fed.
Yours sincerely,
Wendy Spencer.
PS. – thought you would like this four-leaved clover!
(Thank you for your very interesting letter, Wendy, which everyone will like to read – and for your lucky four-leaf clover!)
A letter from Yolande Bristow, B.A.O.R. 15.
Dear Enid Blyton,
I am sending another ten shillings for the Blind Babies. I earned it by keeping Daddy’s lawn free from dandelions, and doing some shopping for Mummy. I have to ask for everything in German.
Lots of love to the Babies and yourself.
Yolande.
(Thank you, Yolande, you are very generous once more. I must say that I think you are clever to go shopping and ask for things in German. Well done.)
A letter from Mary Johnson, Newcastle-on-Tyne, 4.
Dear Enid Blyton,
Yesterday I saw a most peculiar creature crawling up the stem of one of the weeds in our pond. I watched it, and it stood still – and then split open! I was very surprised. Please do ask your readers if they can guess what came out of it. I’ll tell you in a PS.
Love from,
Mary.
(Can you guess what was in Mary’s PS.? Here it is. What came out was a big dragonfly with wings! Thank you, Mary, for telling us – you were lucky to see such a sight.)
Another letter from a child documenting the birds of their garden – and ANOTHER four leaf clover! After my lament last time that I’d never found one I’m starting to feel slightly victimised here!
I assumed that B.O.A.R. was military related but had to look up exactly what – British Army of the Rhine. Interesting that Yolande wrote in aged 15, a few years older than Blyton intended her writing for. (Obviously not a criticism as I am considerably older than 15!)
I didn’t guess what was in Mary’s PS, I’ve never seen a dragonfly hatch.


