Previous letters pages can be found here.
Letters page from Volume 5, issue 5.
February 27th – march 12th, 1957.

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LETTER PAGE
A letter from David Wenmoth, Liskeard, Cornwall.
Dear Enid Blyton,
Last spring when the lambs were born, one ewe had twins, but after a time we found that one was getting fat, and the other was very thin. The ewe was feeding the one that was fat, and disregarding the other. So that day Daddy sent me to a shop to buy a teat to put on a bottle for this thin lamb to drink from. Then every morning I would go to the dairy and fill the bottle with milk. Then out I ran to the field where the lamb was, and over it came to me and soon drank it all. By this time the lamb was very tame. I did this for a considerable long time and now the lamb has grown to a big ewe-and will soon be having a lamb itself.
Yours truly,
David Wenmoth.
(Thank you for one of the most interesting letters I have ever had, David. I am sure that all my readers will wish they could have a pet lamb You have won the letter-prize this week.)
A letter from Paul Bassett, Warsash, Southampton.
Dear Enid Blyton,
I think you would like to hear about the Bird Puddings which I make for the birds in our garden. I mix soaked stale bread with scraps, and melted fat, and a packet of bird seed, and mash it all up with a fork. Then I put it into a basin to set, and turn it out on to my bird-table the next day.
Love from
Paul Bassett.
(I can see that many children will copy your excellent idea, Paul. How I would like to see the birds that flock to your table!)
A letter from Valma Nankwell, Minlaton, Yorkes Peninsula, South Australia.
Dear Enid Blyton,
Last Saturday I and my sisters and brother, made a bag out of binder twine, and stuffed it full of feathers, wool, shredded string and cowhair, for the birds to use for their nests. During the next week the supply of feathers and shredded string vanished quickly, but the wool and cowhair took longer to go. This evening the bag was empty! So tomorrow we will refill the bag for the birds.
Love from your faraway friends, Valma, Marilyn, Bronwyn and John Nankwell
(I was pleased to hear from four faraway Australian friends, and most interested in your Lucky Bag for the birds!)

Back to regular letters instead of themed ones this week. And no fund-raisers for once!
David’s letter sounds straight out of The Buttercup Farm Family, or The Mountain of Adventure.
Paul’s bird pudding sounds similar to the one made by the children at Miss Brown’s School in Enid Blyton’s Book of the Year in 1941. I expect Paul was too young to have read that book at the time, though!
And a letter all the way from South Australia. I’ve seen people using pet hair to leave for birds (and reminders not to do this if you’ve treated your pet for fleas!) but I’ve never seen cowhair suggested before.
