You know you’ve been reading too much Enid Blyton* at bedtime when your child turns to you and says You’re a beast! 

*Obviously there’s not really such thing as too much Enid Blyton.

Letters to Enid part 55

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Enid Blyton’s favourite words

I really should have used You’re a beast as the quote of the week, but never mind.

Instead, here’s one I’ve used before, but it was six and a half years ago and nobody’s going to remember, or at least they wouldn’t if I hadn’t just admitted it.

This one’s so good anyway, that it’s worth repeating.

Don’t forget Bill Smugs

We reached this on Saturday night and the gasp and the shriek of excitement from Brodie were something else.

Who could forget this guy?