Previous letters pages can be found here.

Letters page from Volume 3, issue 21.
October 12th – 25th, 1955.

OUR

LETTER PAGE

A letter from Wendy Bowles, Germiston, South Africa.
Dear Enid Blyton,
One day two boys shot at the wild pigeons feeding on the roof of my friend’s house. They hit one, and it came sliding down the roof, and then fell to the ground. I took it to my playroom, and saw that the shot from the gun had broken and splintered one wing. I sent my friends to get the things I needed while I put a piece of white cloth out and prepared to set to work. Valerie held the bird and with my thin tweezers I eased the shot out and bathed the wing. The tricky part of the business was getting out the splintered bones. Then I put boracic powder on the injured part and put the pigeon in a quiet place. The wing took a long time to heal, but it is better now, and the pigeon is very friendly and can fly again. We now have our own “clinic” for the birds of the country around here.
Your loving friend,
Wendy Bowles.

(This is one of the most interesting letters I have ever had, Wendy. I am sure all my readers will like to read it. You win my prize.)

A letter from Ruth Husband, Southampton.
Dear Enid Blyton,
I am one of your Busy Bees and I have buzzed like mad this year, having delivered about 45 bottles to the dispensary, about ten boxes of tin-foil/milk-tops, and I am hoarding stamps, farthings, half-pennies and pennies which I shall send to Headquarters. All Daddy’s pals at work save tinfoil, Auntie does and Mummy does.
Much buzz from
Ruth Husband.

(Thank you, Ruth – you certainly are a very loudly-buzzing Busy Bee!)

A letter from Jeffrey Lines, Broadclyst, Devon. (Aged five.)
Dear Enid Blyton,
This is my first letter I ever wrote. I went to the dentist and I was brave and I got a Noddy book, and now I want to go to him again.
Love and XXXXX from
Paul Collins.

(I think you wrote your very first letter well, Paul. Write to me again soon.)

I wonder where Wendy learned to remove bullets and broken bones from a bird’s wing! Very lucky for the bird, I suppose!

Ruth certainly sounds very busy – her letter reminds me of the old Blue Peter appeals where they’d ask for scrap metal, stamps etc each year.

Luckily Brodie likes going to the dentist, but I’d not be above bribing him with books to keep him going if it was needed.