Lego Blyton: Five On a Treasure Island

Lego Blyton. Two words that aren’t normally put together!

There are Lego sets to go with dozens of movies and TV shows (Star Wars, Harry Potter, The Avengers, Friends, a ton of Disney movies, DC, Indiana Jones, Lord of the Rings to name but a few) and even games like Minecraft. As far as I know, though, there have never been any based on books. Of course many of these movie franchises were based on books but the Lego sets are then based on the big screen adaptations and not the source material.

Long story short, there are no Blyton Lego sets and probably never will be. But the beauty of Lego is that you can create more or less anything you want out of it, and so I had a go at making some iconic Blyton scenes in Lego.

Disclaimer: this wasn’t my idea. Stef asked me to make a few models for an online event her work were holding and I got a little bit carried away.


Lego Kirrin Island

Well, of course I started with Kirrin. I had intended just to do the castle and the wreck, but ended up Lego-ing various scenes from Five on a Treasure Island.

If I had a big budget and time to order Lego in then I could have done something better – we’ve all seen those immense Lego set ups of Rivendell and so on – but no amount of money would give me those skills anyway so let me warn you now that mine are very basic! I just had to work with the random assortment of Lego from my childhood and what I ‘inherited’ from an uncle and cousins when they grew up (and I clearly didn’t).

I began with George rowing her cousins over to her island for the first time. (Hair and clothing choices were very limited, I have a lot of space uniforms, pirates and soldiers but 1950s clothing especially for girls was limited. I had to borrow Julian’s blonde hair and Timmy from another cousin).

Later, after the storm has thrown up the wreck, the Five go explore it. (I was very lucky to have the Black Seas Barracuda in my  collection, so I did not have to build a ship from scratch! I used the front and back (or bow and stern if we’re going nautical) and only one middle section (out of three, I think) to create a much shorter ship, and obviously as it’s a wreck I left some holes and only added some of the masts, rigging and other details.

Having found the box in Henry John Kirrin’s cabin they return with their treasure map, but it blows away and Timmy has to rescue it. (Wrong kind of treasure map, I know, but I had to work with what I had!)

(Lego Julian is pretty over-dramatic as well as having really bad hair!)

They land on the island and pull George’s boat onto the beach and go looking for the dungeons, finding the old well when Timmy falls down it.

Having found the other entrance they explore the dungeons and find the ingot room, and Julian takes an axe to the door.

Inside Julian and George find a chest of Lego gold coins (the closest thing I had to ingots) but are disturbed by the baddies of the story who are wielding a gun.

Then after various thrilling events that I made no attempt to recreate with plastic bricks, George smashes up the villains’ boat and they escape.

The end.


Some more photos

An aerial shot of the whole ‘island’.

A look at Kirrin Castle with its one remaining tower, and the pile of sticks (rifles!) below from the jackdaws.The very over grown well.

Looking through the arch into the castle courtyard.

One with the book in it, just because.And some with Brodie in it because he’s cute and loves Lego. He was very impressed with the whole set up (mind you he is very easily impressed), and was able to recognised the castle and the boat – he even said “trees” for the pile of sticks as most parts of a tree are just called trees with him. And then he took a bulldozer to it, oh well!

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Monday #377

Lego Blyton

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Conquering the Castle chapter 5

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Locked down library displays weeks 10 and 11

“I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book! — When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.”
― Caroline Bingley, Pride and Prejudice

Now Miss Bingley was not in fact an avid reader, she only said such things to try to snare Mr Darcy who was a real bookworm. But if you take the statement at face value – she’s right. I feel very lucky to have my own library even if it is just three bookcases behind the sofa (and a cupboard full of books in the bedroom, and some books in the hall…) even if it isn’t the sort of library to be found in a Jane Austin novel.

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Locked down library displays weeks 8 and 9

I’m getting this one organised in advance so hopefully I won’t forget to schedule it this week!

Here’s what I did for my displays in weeks 8 and 9 of the lockdown.


Day #50

Enid Blyton reference edition

The caption I wrote on Facebook was:

I can’t believe that a) I’ve been off work for (more than) 50 days now and b) that I’ve come up with 50 displays in 50 days. I’m not out of ideas yet but I think I will run out before the lockdown does.

Today is my Enid Blyton reference collection. Mostly biography type books plus her autobiography “The Story of my Life”, written for children, obviously. There are a few books about her books as well. The best biography has to be the one by Barbara Stoney as she put in a phenomenal amount of research and most biographies since don’t contain anything new. Saying that the ones I have all look at different aspects of her life or career.
George Greenfield was her literary agent, and Imogen Smallwood her younger daughter. That’s Imogen’s autograph sticking out her book as I was lucky enough to meet her at my only Enid Blyton day in 2012.

The books from the back left are:

  • The Enid Blyton Story – Bob Mullen
  • The Enid Blyton Dossier by Brian Stewart and Tony Summerfield
  • Who’s Who in Enid Blyton (the revised second edition) – Eva Rice
  • The Story of My Life – Enid Blyton
  • Enid Blyton – George Greenfield
  • Looking For Enid – Duncan McLaren
  • Enid Blyton: A Biography – Barbara Stoney
  • So You Think You Know the Famous Five? – Clive Gifford
  • Enid Blyton at Old Thatch – Tess Livingstone
  • Who’s Who in Enid Blyton (the first edition) – Eva Rice
  • The Blyton Phenomenon – Sheila Ray
  • A Childhood at Green Hedges – Imogen Smallwood
  • The Famous Five Everything You Ever Wanted to Know – Normal Wright
  • Enid Blyton and Her Enchantment With Dorset – Dr Andrew Norman
  • Tell Me About Enid Blyton – Gillian Baverstock

Shamefully I haven’t read as many of these as I should have!


Day #51

The beginnings of many a series

As the title says these are all the first in their respective series.

They are from the back left (and working from top down in the stack) the first in the series below:

  • Adventure Island– Helen Moss (14 books)
  • Wells and Wong Mysteries – Robin Stevens (9)
  • Mirabelle Bevan Mysteries – Sara Sheridan (7)
  • Sookie Stackhouse – Charlaine Harris (13)
  • Harry Potter – J.K. Rowling (7)
  • Nightingales – Donna Douglas (11)
  • Jackelian – Stephen Hunt (6)
  • Faraway Tree – Enid Blyton (4)
  • Famous Five – Enid Blyton (21)
  • Dark Tower – Stephen King (7)
  • Secret Seven – Enid Blyton (15)
  • All the Wrong Questions – Lemony Snicket (4)
  • Magician’s House – William Corlett (4)
  • A Series of Unfortunate Events – Lemony Snicket (13)
  • Harper Connelly – Charlaine Harris (4)
  • Noddy – Enid Blyton (24)
  • Lone Pine – Malcolm Saville (20)
  • Adventure – Enid Blyton (8)
  • Evelyn Prentis’ Memoirs – Evelyn Prentis (5)
  • A Song of Ice and Fire – George R R Martin (7)
  • Call the Midwife – Jennifer Worth (3)

Day #52

More book for your buck

When I uploaded this to Facebook the caption was:

Get more book for your buck by picking up an omnibus!
Get up to five books in one (cumbersome) volume!
Max out your library card and you could have up to fifty books at once! (And very long arms if you try to carry them all home at once).

I then pondered the plural of omnibus. Google suggested omnibuses is the standard but I quite liked omnibi and that would separate the books from the vehicles.

One of my first omnibi was a three in one Red Fox edition of The Naughtiest Girl books, and I asked what an “on-my-bus” was.


Day #53

Reading in ten easy steps

Books with 1-10 in the title, but I had to cheat as I had nothing for 8!

  • The Family from One End Street – Eve Garnett
  • Two Points to Murder – Carolyn Keene
  • Man with Three Fingers – Malcolm Saville
  • 4 Blondes – Candace Bushnell
  • Five Go Mystery Moor – Enid Blyton
  • The Six Bad Boys – Enid Blyton
  • Seven White Gates (the radio play script) – Malcolm Saville
  • The ‘eight’ page from Ten Little Superheroes – Mike Brownlow
  • A Mystery for Ninepence – Phyllis Gegan
  • Ten Little Dinosaurs – Mike Brownlow

Day #54

The magic of reading

Books with a magical connection.

The Enid Blytons are:

  • The Magic Faraway Tree
  • The Brownie’s Magic (and other stories)
  • Noddy and the Magic Rubber
  • The Spell that Went Wrong (and other stories)
  • The Conjuring Wizard

There are also a few J. K. Rowlings, some Buffy and Charmed titles (the one with the pentagram at the back is a newish Buffy companion; The Official Grimoire), the Angel book is called Bruja which is witch in Spanish, Stardust by Neil Gaiman is set in a world full of magic, Wicked is what the stage play of the same name was based on, and tells the story of the Wicked Witch of the West from The Wizard of Oz. Plus The Witches by Roald Dahl.


Day #55

Read the rainbow

Title shamelessly stolen from the Skittles tagline.

  • Red: The Devil Wears Prada – Lauren Weisberger, In the Fifth at Malory Towers – Enid Blyton and The Book of Lost Things – John Connolly.
  • Orange: Claudine at St Clare’s,, Well Done, Noddy and The Mystery of the Spiteful Letters – Enid Blyton.
  • Yellow: Mischief at St Rollos, The Mystery of the Strange Messages and Noddy and His Car – Enid Blyton
  • Green: Arsenic for Tea – Robin Stevens, Pea’s Book of Holidays – Susie Day and Come to the Circus! – Enid Blyton
  • Blue: The Rise of the Iron Moon – Stephen Hunt, Noddy and the Aeroplane – Enid Blyton and The Children of Primrose Lane – Noel Streatfeild
  • Purple: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – J.K. Rowling, Home Improvement Undead Edition – Charlaine Harris and Tony L.P. Kelner and Russian Roulette – Sara Sheridan.
  • Pink: The Goddess Experience – Gisele Scanlon, Sue Barton Student Nurse – Helen Dore Boyleston and The Shuddering Mountain Game – Stephen Thraves

Day #56

Books that say “Enid Blyton” on the cover but are not in fact by her at all.

A slight clue would be them being first published years after her death. These at least have the real author on the cover or inside, there are some out there who don’t credit the real author at all! (They’re mostly god awful so maybe that was deliberate…)

I’m really annoyed that I forgot to include the ‘Famous Five For Grownups‘ books by Bruno Vincent, but I did include books by Jean Willis, Anne Digby, Stephen Thraves, Elise Allen and Hugh Morgan amongst others.


Day #57

That’s no moon

As you might have guessed these are books with moon in the title, including The Secret of Moon Castle. The title is from Star Wars when Obi Wan Kenobi realises that what they’ve thought was a moon is in fact a space station, aka the Death Star which is the ball at the front there (a tin full of mints, in reality).


Day #58

Point Horror

I love Point Horror books as a teen and had a pretty big collection. I think the rest are still at my parents’ in the loft, these are my favourite ones which I took when I moved out.

April Fools absolutely terrified me the first time I read it. The Nightmare Hall series and the omnibus are all by Diane Hoh, one of the best Point Horror writers in my opinion, but my absolute favourites were the Forbidden Game Trilogy by L.J. Smith (who also wrote the Vampire Diaries books). I reread these not too long ago and they were just as good as I remember.


Day #59

Point Crime

Not very inspired after the previous display but these were on the same shelf! I didn’t love Point Crime as much as horror, so I had a lot less. Again more are probably in my parents’ loft but these were the favourites, by Malcolm Rose and Anne Cassidy.


Day #60

Families

These all have either family or relatives in the titles.

Plenty which might interest Blyton fans so I’ll do a list again. Starting with the back left:

  • Dead in the Family – Charlaine Harris
  • The Family at Red Roofs, The Four Cousins, Four in a Family, The Caravan Family, The Seaside Family, The Queen Elizabeth Family, The Buttercup Farm Family and The Pole Star Family – Enid Blyton
  • Darth Vader and Son – Jeffrey Brown
  • The Parent Trap – Eric Kastner (upon which the two parent trap movies, starring Hayley Mills and Lindsay Lohan respectively, were based)
  • One Thing or Your Mother – Kirsten Bayer
  • The Family from One End Street – Eve Garnett
  • Swiss Family Robinson – Johann David Wyss (turned into a great film with John Mills)
  • The Saucy Jane Family – Enid Blyton
  • Gemma and Sisters – Noel Streatfeild
  • Little Sister: The Great Sister War – Allan Frewin Jones
  • Swiss Family Robinson – Ladybird abridged version
  • Six Cousins Again and Six Cousins at Mistletoe Farm – Enid Blyton
  • Sorority Sister – Diane Hoh
  • Ramona and her Father – Beverley Cleary
  • Little Sister: Summer Camp – Allan Frewin Jones

Day #6)

Cops and robbers

A few books about cops and/or robbers. Plus three of Brodie’s “nangs” as props. Nangs are any and all emergency vehicles as they (in his words) go nang-nang-nang on their way to emergencies.


Day #62

Island Adventures

Books set on islands, though not all have island in the title.

From back left:

  • Five on a Treasure Island – Enid Blyton (Kirrin Island)
  • Swiss Family Robinson – Johann David Wyss (an East Indies island they name New Switzerland)
  • Five on Kirrin Island Again – Enid Blyton (Kirrin Island, again)
  • Peter Pan – J. M. Barrie (Neverland)
  • The Island of Adventure – Enid Blyton (Isle of Gloom)
  • The Coral Island – R. M. Ballantyne (a Polynesian South Pacific Island known only as The Coral Island)
  • Jaws – Peter Benchley (Amity Island)
  • Treasure Island – R. L. Stevenson (an island known only as Treasure Island)
  • The Mystery of the Midnight Ghost – Helen Moss (Castle Key)
  • Mysteries of Ravenstorm Island: The Lost Children – Gillian Philip (Ravenstorm Island)
  • Kidnap in the Caribbean – Lauren St John (Antigua and Montserrat)
  • The Island of Adventure – Hugh Morgan (Isle of Gloom)

N.B. Enid Blyton has said she read and loved The Coral Island as a girl.


Day #63

A story of book titles

I’ve seen various stories and poems made up of book titles on social media, and it’s taken me ages to come up with one of my own. It’s really hard! The story I created was:

Hello, Mr Twiddle I’ll tell you a story by special request. I’ll tell you another story, the story of my life. Don’t be silly, Mr Twiddle! Never touch a dragon! Well really, Mr Twiddle! Definitely dead…

It rather sounds like something Mr Twiddle would do, while Mrs Twiddle shakes her head in despair at her foolish husband.


Nearly caught up now, as I’m in the mid 80s currently. I’m aiming for 100 displays then I think I’ll have to stop as I will have absolutely run out of ideas.

 

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Fan fic Friday: Conquering the Castle, A St Andrew’s Story chapter 4

In case you’ve missed any chapters, in chapter one they talked about going to the castle, in chapter two they visited it, and in three they went underground and explored the mine and counter-mine and David played a trick.


Chapter 4

They met David around the side of the castle, between the two sets of steps. He was grinning at them. “Did you enjoy my note?”

“It landed on Darrell’s head and scared the life out of the girls,” Julian said crossly.

“Ah, sorry,” David said, having the good grace to look abashed.

“It just startled us, that’s all,” Sally said, embarrassed that she and Darrell had been so silly.

“It didn’t hurt you, did it Darrell?” David asked.

“Not really,” Darrell replied, absently rubbing her head through her hat. “It wouldn’t have startled me half as much if you’d kept your pencil, though.”

“I wasn’t sure if the scrap of paper would reach you if it wasn’t weighed down,” he said.

“Where else did you think it could go, fathead?” Julian asked.

“Well, it could have drifted past and you mightn’t have seen it with the poor lighting,” David defended himself. “I didn’t know that Darrell was sitting directly below the hole. I thought about taking a look but I’d look a right idiot lying on the pavement.”

“I’m not sure that you aren’t a total idiot,” Julian said.

“I don’t know what you’re in such a mood about.” David was getting cross now. “It wasn’t you or Sally that I hit, and I don’t see Toly going wild at me.”

“No. Well. None of the rest of us were dragged into an underground tunnel by Ainsworth and held hostage,” Julian reminded him. “I just think it was stupid and unkind to frighten her like you did.”

“Julian, it’s all right, really,” Sally said, tugging on his arm. “David was just trying to have a bit of fun, and we’re all right, really we are.”

“I was. But I’m sorry if I upset you in any way, Sally.”

“Apology accepted. Right Julian?” Sally said.

“Right.” Julian shook hands with David while the others looked on. It wasn’t like Julian and David to fall out. Darrell had fallen out with Julian once or twice, her temper and his occasionally bossy nature sometimes clashed, and Anatoly often went off the deep end as he just wasn’t used to being teased as much as they were. David, though, was almost impossible to fall out with as he was just so good-natured and friendly.

“What should we look at next, Sally?” Anatoly asked, to break the tension.

“Well,” she took a moment to flick through the pages of the guidebook. “This is Cardinal Beaton’s tower,” she said, pointing to the side of the foretower. They trooped after her up the steps, David keeping his distance from Julian.

“Who was Cardinal Beaton?” Darrell asked, to get Sally talking again. “He must have been important if he has a tower named after him.”

“He was assassinated, sparking the siege in the mid 1500s,” Julian informed her. “You’d know that if you had been listening to Sally earlier.”

“I was just enjoying looking around,” Darrell defended herself.

“So you were actually listening to me,” Sally said to Julian with a smile.

“I always listen.” He affected a wounded tone.

“No, you don’t,” she teased him. “Anyway, Beaton was Cardinal from 1539–46 and he strongly opposed the progressive move towards closer political ties with Henry VIII’s Protestant England. He had Protestant preacher George Wishart held in the bottle dungeon, and then had him burned in front of the castle.” She suppressed a shudder at that horrible image. “In response, a group of Protestant nobles occupied the castle and assassinated him. His body was salted and thrown into the bottle dungeon after.”

Julian listened as intently as he could, though he wasn’t a particular history fan. There were some fascinating bits of history but the reformation of Scotland’s churches with all its names and dates didn’t really do it for him. He’d had enough of dates and names being drummed into his head at school. That being said, Sally had been right about visiting the castle. It really was an interesting place, even if the purported missing treasure wasn’t real. He much preferred history that you could see and touch. If there were dungeons and tunnels, all the better. He’d forgotten the joy of exploring old places, something he, his siblings and cousins had done plenty of as children.

He put his arm around Sally, sensing her distress at the violence of the story.

David and Anatoly weren’t even pretending to listen, they were looking up at the tower and discussing the impregnability of the tower.

“It is not unclimbable,” Anatoly was saying.

“I’d like to see you try to scale those walls during a siege,” David snorted.

“You know what I mean.” Anatoly rolled his eyes. “The walls would be easy enough to climb, even when the castle was whole – but obviously in those days they would pull out all the stops to prevent you doing so.”

David looked doubtfully at the castle. “It’s pretty high, and there’s not much to hold on to.”

“With the right ropes it would not have been a problem,” Anatoly said, casting an experienced eye over the stonework. The tower had only three walls now, the front wall which overlooked the road, and the two side walls which ended unevenly.

“I bet it would be possible,” Julian interrupted. “As long as you weren’t being shot at! I knew a girl, once, called Jo. She could climb just about anything, she was an absolute monkey. I saw her, once, climb a tower holding on to nothing but the ivy growing up it. She’d manage this no problem.”

“Ivy is fine when you are young, it is not so good at holding an adult’s weight,” Anatoly said wryly. “But I could climb this easily. Even without ropes.”

“Right to the top? No chance,” Julian scoffed. “It’s sheer in places.” Actually he had little doubt that Anatoly could do it, but he was feeling embarrassed by losing his cool with David and thought that winding up Anatoly would be a good way to detract attention from himself.

David also knew that if anyone could scale the castle, it would be Anatoly. He felt reasonably confident that even he could get most of the way up, but perhaps not to the top. He and Julian were beaten rotten by Anatoly when it came to both strength and stamina, though they both considered themselves to be fit. But as Anatoly put it, neither of them was running or swimming five miles before breakfast almost every day or lifting weights several evenings a week. David personally would rather have the extra sleep or free time, and he was sure Julian would feel the same.

“I bet you couldn’t, you’re just bragging,” he said to Anatoly, who instantly looked mutinous.

“I do not brag.”

“You do so,” David laughed, going along with Julian in the hope of healing the sudden rift between them.

“What do I have to do before you believe me?” Anatoly asked, and instantly realised his mistake.

“Climb the tower,” came the boys’ answer so synchronised it was as if they had practised.

“Don’t be ridiculous!” Darrell cried. “You’re not climbing all the way up there, Toly! You’ll get hurt!”

“You also think I cannot do it?” Anatoly asked her, actually sounding slightly offended now.

“I… well, it’s just awfully high!” she replied. “It would be so easy to slip and fall. I couldn’t bear to see you hurt yourself like that.”

“Dorogoy, of course I would not fall,” he promised her. “I have climbed more dangerous walls than this.”

“We are talking academically, are we not, anyway?” He looked to the boys. “You do not actually expect me to climb it?”

“Chicken, are you?” David said.

“I didn’t have you pegged as a coward, Tol,” Julian added as David made a couple of ‘buck buck’ noises.

“Julian!” Sally hissed. “This is a historic site! It’s six hundred years old in places, you can’t just go climbing all over it!”

“What’s here has withstood sieges and gunfire, and stood six hundred years,” he said to her. “I doubt Anatoly could cause much damage.”

“Are you daring me, then?” Anatoly asked, just to make sure.

“Yes,” Julian and David chorused.

To be continued…

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Five Go Down to the Sea part 2

I’ve reviewed the main story here, so now it’s time for everyone’s favourite part two, where I viciously dissect the book and point out all the plot holes and mistakes.


The illustrations

First up, a few points about Eileen Soper’s illustrations. We’re on book number 12 now, and the children have gradually been growing older.

All of a sudden, though, Dick seems very bulky and strong-jawed (the latter being used to describe Julian, usually). In the text Dick says he’s all skin and bone which I’m sure is an exaggeration, but there’s little to choose between he and Julian in size and age. Just check out the cheekbones on him below:

It’s a far cry from the 11 year old boy in Five on a Treasure Island,

It’s even a change from Five Fall Into Adventure (3 books back) or Five on a Hike Together (2 books back.)

But anyway, Dick’s bulk aside, there is one detail in the illustrations that doesn’t match the text. Yan is described as wearing a shirt with no sleeves or buttons, but he has sleeves in the illustrations (his top is sleeveless in the magazine illustrations, though. Perhaps Soper forgot that detail when she redid them).

Also, Yan is described twice as wearing pants. Soper depicts those as loose trousers, though boys his age would normally wear shorts.


George as a boy

Anne offers to help Mrs Penruthlan  (Mrs P from now on) shell peas before they go to church, and Mrs P accepts but says the boys needn’t help. George immediately goes on the defensive I like that! How unfair! Why shouldn’t they, just because they’re boys?” I think she has a point!

Dick takes the sting out by saying he and Julian will help, of course, as they like podding peas. I imagine he wouldn’t say the same if it was a more arduous or feminine task, though! And it doesn’t tackle the fact that Mrs P was the one to say the boys didn’t have to help, but it makes George simmer down anyway

Interestingly both girls were hats to church and they both add a sprig of honeysuckle, which sounds very un-George like to me. She looks more masculine than Anne in the illustration which appeared in the magazine version, though.

Yan’s Old Grandad refers to George as Little Master when they go to visit, and I think that’s the only time George is mistaken for a boy. The Penruthlans know she’s a girl certainly.


Signs of the times

I always like looking out for little things that really place the books back in time.

In this book it mostly has to do with the trains. When they go to catch the train from Kirrin the porter labels their luggage and says the train will wait until he’s done – you’d never see that happen these days, and yet the trains run later and later!

Also, their other luggage has been sent on already. I’ve seen this quite a few times in Blyton books. I understand that a child or children, especially when cycling, doesn’t want to be encumbered with cases or trunks. However, I can’t work out exactly how it all works!

I assume an adult drops heavy trunks etc at the station and a porter puts them on a train with a note saying which station they are for. There was guard for the luggage van so he would be organised and know which luggage was to be passed to a porter at the other end… and then? Someone has to deliver or collect them? In this case someone from Tremannon Farm would come with a pony trap or old Land Rover and pick up the cases, then wait until the next train arrived for the Five to get off and then cycle over?

Why couldn’t the Five have been dropped at the station with their luggage instead of sending it on an earlier train? I appreciate that four bikes are cumbersome, but they could have cycled behind Fanny’s pony trap, and at the other end they could have been greeted by the luggage collector and given directions etc.

Also, at their stop the guard finds them and reminds them they want to get out as they hadn’t realised they had reached their destination. Something else you’d be unlikely to see today unless you have specifically asked for a reminder, and even then you’d probably be out of luck.


Blyton’s writing

People criticise her writing all the time and yet there are absolute gems to be found, on top of all the descriptions of scenery and her fast-paced adventures.

The old shepherd was sitting outside his hut, smoking a clay pipe. He wasn’t very big, and he seemed shrivelled up, like an apple stored too long. But there was still a sweetness in him, and the children liked him at once – he had Yan’s sudden smile, that lighted up eyes that were still as blue as the summer sky above them.

His face had a thousand wrinkles that creased and ran into one another when he smiled. His shaggy eyebrows, curly beard and hair were all grey – as grey as the woolly coats of the sheep he had lived with all his life.

The bit about the apple I thought was particularly good – that’s the bit I jotted down as I read but the whole description is pretty good too!

She also refers to hungry rocks when talking about ships being wrecked, how many times have we heard rocks being likened to jagged teeth?

The Wreckers’ story isn’t as strong as the one in Five Go to Demon’s Rocks, but it was clearly the precursor which she reworked for the later story. In Demon’s Rocks the tale is more lively the wreckers have names and personalities and it’s helped by their descendants still being present. Saying that, Old Grandad’s is a spooky tale especially with the reveal that the light still flashes to this day!

I think she also learned from her baddies here, going forward to Demon’s Rocks, as none of them are fleshed out. We know a little about the Guv’nor but barely anything, and nothing about anyone else. Who was the man on the boat, and the two men who go out to it? Who locked them in the room? I guess Blyton had to be vague on their identities as we had to believe Mr P was one of them but it’s a shame they were all just shadowy figures in the dark.


The food

There isn’t an awful amount of food in this book. But there is an enormous high tea when they arrive at Tremannon;

A huge ham awaited gleaming as pink as Timmy’s tongue; a salad fit for a king. In fact as Dick said, fit for several kings, it was so enormous. It had everything that anyone could possibly want.

“Lettuce. Tomatoes. Onions. Radishes. Mustard-and-cress. Carrot grated up… And lashings of hard-boiled eggs.”

There was an enormous tureen of new potatoes, all gleaming with melted butter, scattered with parsley. There was a big bottle of home-made salad cream.

“Look at that cream cheese, too… And that fruit cake. And are those drop-scones or what? Are we supposed to have something of everything, Mrs Penruthlan?”

“Oh yes. And there’s a cherry tart made with our own cherries, and our own cream with it.”

I saw someone say recently that they weren’t impressed when a high tea was dominated by a salad, but I think that one sounds pretty good! I love hard boiled eggs and salad cream (or mayo, though).

There are also lashings of peas and new potatoes at a lunch later on, along with cold boiled beef and carrots, with a dumpling each, followed by a truly magnificent fruit salad and cream. They still manage a large afternoon tea picnic and a high-tea the same day, but without any descriptions.


Random things I noticed

  • Blyton speaks directly to Julian on page 138 Careful now, Julian – there may be somebody lying in wait! I always find it slightly odd when she does that in the middle of a book.
  • Considering the title is Five Go Down to the Sea, they spend very little time in or near the actual sea! They briefly visit the beach but that’s about it. It might have been better named Five on Tremannon Farm (but then Blyton would have to have come up with something more original for Five on Finniston Farm) or Five Go Down to Cornwall. Or something vague like Five Have an Excellent Holiday.
  • Before they do Julians says We mean to bathe, and hire a boat, and fish, and bike all round about. The only thing they do is bathe once! Though perhaps they do more after the story ends as that only tied up 5 days or so.
  • Julian says We don’t wear much on holidays. I wonder how much they wear on non-holidays? It out me in mind of them in very skimpy holiday clothing. Who wears short shorts?
  • There’s a scientist who is worse than Uncle Quentin, apparently. He came to stay and was as thin as a rake but went away as fat as butter. Mrs P says he said ‘no’ to just about every meal, so she would take the tray away, and return it ten minutes later as if it was the first time. And he’d never notice! She took the tray in three times one meal.
  • Dick says he’s pretty good at a spot of conjuring which I wish had been explored more!
  • The Five bargaining with Yan over sweets reminds me of bargaining with Brodie. They tell Yan he can have sweets if he helps shell the peas, but he must wash his hands first. All right. Don’t wash your hands. Don’t shell the peas. Don’t have a sweet. I’m forever saying he can have a biscuit if he eats his fruit, or he can play with something if he puts something else away first. He’s as stubborn as Yan, though… It made me wonder how old Yan was but the only clue we get is that he is supposed to be in school but rarely goes. So he could be anywhere from five to fifteen! He seems quite a bit younger than the Five but he is probably underfed. He looks a little older in the some of the magazine illustrations, I think.

Turns out I wrote so much about random things from this book that I’ll have to put the nitpicks in a separate post!

Next post: Five Go Down to the Sea part 3

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Monday #376

I almost forgot about the displays post last week, but realised at around 9pm Sunday (only 12 hours late!) that although I had written it all I had forgotten to schedule it. Hopefully I do better this week, but I’m not promising.

In Scotland we are into week 3 of phase 1 of the lock down easing. Hopefully on Thursday Nicola Sturgeon will announce we are moving into phase 2.

Five Go Down to the Sea part 2

and

Conquering the Castle chapter 4

and

Locked down library displays weeks 8 & 9

“I went away in my head, into a book. That was where I went whenever real life was too hard or too inflexible.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

This is the second time I’ve picked a quote from this book. It’s on the shelf behind me right now as it belongs to Ewan, but I’ve never read it. After reading the blurb I feel like I should, though.

gaiman

 

 

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Locked down library displays weeks 6 and 7

I’m still doubling up the weeks so that I can get through them a bit quicker. Here are links to weeks one, two, three and then four and five in case you missed them.


Day #36

Marvel

An array of Ewan’s graphic novels and guides to the Marvel universe and characters.


Day #37

Nancy Drew

I actually did this the day before the 90th anniversary of the first Nancy Drew book being published – by complete coincidence. These are just a few of my collection, with one of each cover style I have across the original mysteries and the newer (well, 80s) files.


Day #38

Sunny yellow

It was raining on day 38, so I thought I’d go for a sunny yellow display. Several Blytons here.

From back left:

  • My First Words
  • The Mystery of the Strange Bundle – Enid Blyton
  • Where’s My Girl? – Malcolm Saville
  • The Happy House Children, Fifth Formers of St Clare’s and Upper Fourth at Malory Towers – Enid Blyton
  • Party Frock – Noel Streatfeild
  • Treasure Island – R.L. Stevenson
  • The Children of Kidillin, Smuggler Ben and The Secret of Cliff Castle – Mary Pollock aka Enid Blyton
  • The Rockingdown Mystery, The Children of Willow FarmThe Boy Next Door and The Mystery that Never Was – Enid Blyton
  • The Clue of the Velvet Mask – Carolyn Keene
  • Whit the Clockleddy Heard – Julia Donaldson (A Scots language version of What the Ladybird Heard, translated by James Robertson).
  • Mischief at St Rollo’s and Noddy and His Car – Enid Blyton
  • Deadlocked – Charlaine Harris
  • So You Think You Know Enid Blyton’s Famous Five? – Clive Gifford
  • The Witches and The Twits – Roald Dahl
  • Baby’s First Animals
  • Lucky – Alice Sebold
  • The BFG – Roald Dahl
  • Hairy Maclary and Zachary Quack – Lynley Dodd

Day #39

An A-Z of reading

A book for every letter of the alphabet.

  • Apple Bough – Noel Streatfeild
  • Borrowers Avenged, The – Mary Norton
  • Clockwork Sparrow, The – Katherine Woodfine
  • Dead and Gone – Charlaine Harris
  • England Expects – Sara Sheridan
  • Five on a Secret Trail – Enid Blyton
  • Grave Secret – Charlaine Harris
  • Hobbit, The – J.R.R. Tolkien
  • I Am Pilgrim – Terry Hayes
  • Jean Becomes a Nurse – Yvonne Trewin
  • Kristie at College – Mildred Benson (one of the first Nancy Drew authors)
  • Leader of the Lower School, The – Angela Brazil
  • Masked City, The – Genevieve Cogman
  • Nightingale Girls, The – Donna Douglas
  • Ocean at the End of the Lane, The – Neil Gaiman
  • Pea’s Book of Holidays – Susie Day
  • Queen of the Daffodils – Leslie Lang
  • Rendezvouz in Russia – Lauren St John
  • Shock for the Secret Seven – Enid Blyton
  • Tunnel Behind the Waterfall, The – William Corlett
  • Undead and Unfinished – MaryJanice Davidson
  • The Vile Village – Lemony Snicket
  • Winnie-the-Pooh – A.A. Milne
  • Xander Years, The – Keith R.A. DeCandido
  • Yes Sister, No Sister – Jennifer Craig
  • Zoo, Our – June Mottershead (only cheating very slightly?)

Day #40

Deadly reads

Various books with death, murder, deadly, dead etc in the title. Mostly from Charlaine Harris, Nancy Drew, Charmed and Point Horror/Crime but also Harry Potter, Kate Shackleton by Frances Brody, Lee Child and Neil Gaiman.


Day #41

Seeing red

I think I was particularly frustated this day!

From back left:

  • Taskmaster – Alex Horne (200 tasks inspired by the show)
  • Roald Dahl – Donald Sturrock
  • Fetch Nurse Connie – Jean Fullerton
  • Amelia Jane Again, The Rat-a-Tat Mystery, Five Go To Smuggler’s Top and Five Get Into a Fix – Enid Blyton
  • The Bad Beginning – Lemony Snicket
  • Five Go Adventuring Again and The Rilloby Fair Mystery – Enid Blyton
  • Not Scarlet But Gold – Malcolm Saville
  • Ten Little Superheroes – Mike Brownlow
  • Jonathan Strange and Mrs Norrell – Susanna Clarke
  • The Court of the Air – Stephen Hunt
  • The Book of Lost Things – John Connolly
  • Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix – J.K. Rowling
  • Brighton Belle – Sara Sheridan
  • The Masked City – Genevieve Cogman
  • The Bridge in the Clouds – William Corlett
  • The Devil Wears Prada – Lauren Weisberger
  • Flynn – Reverend W Awdry
  • Baby’s First Numbers
  • James – Reverend W Awdry

Day #42

The answer to life, the universe and everything. Food.

The title is taken from The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, whereby the number 42 is the answer. But I made it food, because we all love to eat, right?

From back left –

  • Tom’s Kitchen – Tom Kerridge
  • Jolly Good Food – Allegra McEvedy
  • Cupcakes from the Primrose Bakery – Martha Swift and Lisa Thomas
  • Making the Most of Healthy and Filling – Weight Watchers
  • Cupcakes – Next
  • Rick Stein’s Spain – Rick Stein
  • Five Go Feasting – Josh Sutton
  • Favourite Retro Recipes: Classic dishes from the 1950s and 60s – Uncredited

I’ve made very few recipes from any of these books, I’ll have to admit. That’s the trouble with recipe books for me – I may like a few of the recipes but I’m fussy enough, cheap enough and lazy enough that a majority of them will never be made!


Day #43

Roald Dahl

My entire Roald Dahl collection along with some Roald Dahl Top Trumps cards (I tried to pair characters with their books).

Some closer shots of the cards (just click to see them full size).


Day #44

Scottish children’s books

It had to be done! I would have liked to have included the Masie MacKenzie books my Aileen Paterson but I left them at my parents’ when I moved out. I remember using my holiday money a lot of years to buy a new one for my collection. Anyway, what I have included:

  • Torridon’s Surprise – Marie Muir (Haven’t read this yet as it’s the second in a series and I haven’t got the first)
  • Katie Morag’s Island Stories – Mairi Hedderwick (a compendium of several books)
  • The Secret of the Loch – Frances Cowan (not a Scottish author, but set in Scotland)
  • Where’s Nessie – Liz and Garry Thorburn
  • Katie Morag and the New Pier – Mairi Hedderwick
  • Whit the Clockleddy Heard – Julia Donaldson translated into Scots by James Robertson (this one’s a challenge to read out loud!)
  • Scotland 1 2 3 – Lauren Gentry
  • Katie’s Moose – James Robertson and Matthew Fitt

Plus flags I made myself!


Day #45

Undersea adventures

A mix of children’s and grown up’s books here, with some of Brodie’s bath toys. Sally and the Limpet is accompanied by a song in our house which begins Sally and the limpet, the limpet, the limpet, Sally and the Limpet, sung to the tune of Following the Leader from Disney’s Peter Pan. It may have had more words but I’m not sure.


Day #46

Tales of the Vampyres

Books about vampire from Charlaine Harris, MaryJanice Davidson, L.J. Smith, and Anne Rice, and some based on the Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Being Human TV series.


Day #47

Feeling blue

I think I’ve felt all the colours in lockdown so far.

From back left:

  • Go Ahead Secret Seven – Enid Blyton
  • Call Nurse Millie – Jean Fullerton
  • Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire – J.K. Rowling
  • Jean Becomes a Nurse – Yvonne Trewin
  • A Mystery for Ninepence – Phyllis Gegan
  • The Treasure Hunters – Enid Blyton
  • The Children of Primrose Lane – Noel Streatfeild
  • The Hostile Hospital and The Reptile Room – Lemony Snicket
  • A Little Princess – Frances Hodgson Burnett
  • Heidi – Johanna Spyri
  • Ten Little Dinosaurs – Mike Brownlow
  • Murder Most Unladylike – Robin Stevens
  • The Rise of the Iron Moon – Stephen Hunt
  • The Graveyard Book – Neil Gaiman
  • The Borrowers Avenged – Mary Norton
  • Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban – J.K. Rowling
  • Baby’s First Words
  • Noddy and the Bumpy Dog – Enid Blyton
  • Pea’s Book of Big Dreams – Susie Day
  • Noddy and the Aeroplane – Enid Blyton
  • The Mystery of the Midnight Ghost – Helen Moss
  • That’s Not My Otter – Fiona Watt
  • The Mystery of the Clockwork Sparrow – Katherine Woodfine

Day #48

Secretive Secrets

All books with secret in the title, with their secret hidden. Because they’re secret.

Can you complete the titles? (I’ll make the hidden words white so you can just click to highlight and read them).

  • The Secret of Killimooin – Enid Blyton
  • The Secret of Grange Farm – Frances Cowan
  • Secret Seven on the Trail – Enid Blyton
  • Secret of the Gorge – Malcolm Saville
  • The Secret of the Loch – Frances Cowan
  • The Secret of the Golden Pavilion – Carolyn Keene
  • The Secret of Shadow Ranch – Carolyn Keene
  • Lawless and Tilley the Secrets of the Dead – Malcolm Rose
  • The Secret of Grey Walls – Malcolm Saville
  • The Mystery of the Secret Room – Helen Moss
  • The Secret in the Old Attic – Carolyn Keene
  • Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets – J.K. Rowling
  • Five on a Secret Trail – Enid Blyton
  • The Secret in the Old Lace – Carolyn Keene
  • The Mystery of the Secret Room – Enid Blyton

To see a picture of the uncensored books click the thumbnail below.


Day #49

Charmed

A selection of my books based on the Charmed TV series.


 

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Fan fic Friday: Conquering the Castle, A St Andrew’s Story chapter 3

Usually I give a recap of the plot of previous chapters at the start of a new one, but not very much has happened. They talked about going to the castle, then they went to the castle and explored a bit. If you missed all that excitement, the links to chapters one and two are below.

Chapter one
Chapter two


Chapter 3

They walked down some steps sunk into the grassy slope and then turned back on themselves down some more steps which took them below ground level to a doorway which had an open gate held back against the wall.

“Will you be all right doing this?” Julian asked Sally as David ducked into the doorway and disappeared into the gloom.

Sally nodded bravely. “I’m amongst friends. This is nothing like the tunnel under the cathedral.” It was sweet of Julian to worry, to think that she might not like and underground passage after that prat Ainsworth had kidnapped her and dragged her through one to then tie her up in the cathedral ruins.

“You are amongst friends,” Darrell confirmed, reaching for her hand and giving it a squeeze. “But if it’s too much just say and we’ll come back out.”

Anatoly had already headed inside, torch at the ready, and his curly head reappeared for a moment. “Are you coming, dorogoy?” he queried.

Darrell nodded and went down the steps to the counter-mine, leaving Julian to escort Sally and bring up the rear.

The counter-mine was an uncomfortably tight space. One by one they had to step down into the narrow groove in the floor, at least a foot deep but barely wide enough to stand in. Even the girls had to hunch over the roof was so low. The boys were bent almost double, so when they stopped to look at where the tunnel branched off to the right they crouched down to ease the strain on their legs and back.

Anatoly flashed his torch down the branch, showing that it was blocked off after a few feet like the well had been with a grid of metal bars. “It does not go very far,” he said, doing an awkward duck-walk a little way towards the bars for a better look.

They continued on down the narrow, sometimes damp and slippery, tunnel as it curved to the right and then they came to a hole in the floor where the top of a wooden ladder could be seen. David at the front carefully turned and ended up crawling backwards until his feet were through the opening could find the rungs.

Anatoly went next but stopped part-way down so he could help Darrell if she needed it. “Watch out, Toly, I’m going to end up kicking you in the face!” she warned, and he dropped down gracefully and left her to it.

She joined the two of them a moment later, and looked around. “Gosh, it’s huge down here!” The difference was astounding. At that point the mine was tall enough for even Anatoly to stand comfortably in, and wide enough for them to all stand side by side.

“Just as well none of us are fat,” they heard Sally call as she squeezed through the narrow opening and came down the ladder. “But this would have been easier without our winter coats!” The mine was only flat for a short distance, partly floored with strips of wood, before it sloped gently upwards via steps cut out of the rock, and ended in a brick wall.

“Huh,” Julian said, examining the wall. “Pity we can’t go all the way along.”

“Where are we exactly?” Darrell asked, looking around.

“In the mine?” David answered as if she was a particularly dim-witted child.

“I know that,” she retorted, smacking his arm. “I mean, in relation to the castle.”

Sally held her guide book up to the dull orange lamp on the rocky side wall. “We’re under the road, it says.”

They looked up, and could see a tiny spot of light. David grinned. “Stay here, you lot. I’ll be back in five minutes.” He jogged down the steps, along the mine and they heard him scramble up the ladder.

“What on earth is he about to do?” Darrell asked.

Julian shrugged. “Does it say where the mine used to start?”

Sally checked her guide book again. “No, just that it was in sight of the castle walls, so it can’t have been too far away.”

“Probably somewhere under a house or something now,” Anatoly said. “This is a much newer wall. Perhaps someone’s cellar is on the other side now.”

Darrell sighed and sat down at the top of the steps hugging her knees to her chest. “I’m not waiting down here for long! It’s warmer than outside but you could hardly call it pleasant.”

Julian consulted his watch. “He’s got two more minutes then we’ll head back up and see what he’s up to.”

Suddenly Darrell yelped and leapt up, nearly falling down the steps. Anatoly caught her in his arms.

“Something landed on my head!” she exclaimed, looking around wildly. Sally clutched at her as they looked up, fearful of anything more falling from the roof. Anatoly shone his torch and Julian snatched up a piece of paper which had been rolled into a tight tube around a stub of pencil.

“You’re a git, David!” Julian yelled up at the roof, the spot of light no longer visible as it was being blocked by something which was probably David.

Darrell rubbed her nose. “I feel like a fool, now. It just startled me when it landed on my head! I didn’t know what it was.

“Did you think the tunnel was about to collapse on us?” Anatoly asked her with a lazy grin.

“No,” she said, swatting at him, but she wasn’t being entirely truthful. Underground passages, although interesting, were not her favourite place to be. With unspoken agreement they walked down the steps, across the wooden planks, and Julian went up the ladder, ready to help Sally and Darrell up before Anatoly followed them.

To be continued…

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Malory Towers on TV – Episodes seven and eight

Reviews of episodes one and two, three and four and five and six.

So far I’ve enjoyed this series with its period setting and excellent acting, though at times it deviates quite a bit from the book.


Episode seven

We have reached the part of the story where it is half-term and the girls’ parents come to visit the school. In the episode it’s just called an open day, though.

In the book, the story focuses on Darrell not having a special friend to invite, and then her altercation with Sally.

This episode covers Darrell not having a friend really well. Alicia was going to go with her, but then changes her mind last-minute as Betty has invited her. The Alicia of the TV series isn’t as sharp-tongued and cruel as the one of the books but she manages to be quite unkind still (and as these two episodes progress I think Darrell realises that Alicia is fun but not a good friend).

As in the book Darrell invites Mary-Lou, but Gwen has got there first (but on TV, Gwen asks deliberately to spite Darrell who she knows was going to ask Mary-Lou,), and Mary-Lou doesn’t feel like she can go back on her agreement with Gwen. Somehow I find Mary-Lou more spineless on TV than I remember her being in the books, but it has been a while since I read them.

In a fabrication for the show Darrell talks to Sally about it all and then asks her when she finds out that Sally’s parents have cancelled last-minute. (In the book she simply asks her outright.) Sally is understandably a bit miffed to be such a last choice and refuses. In the end Darrell asks Emily (same as in the books) and she goes along.

TV Emily is a bit more of a character, as in the books she’s only mentioned when it has something to do with sewing and she chats away to Mrs Rivers about embroidery and so on during the picnic. In this episode she doesn’t mention sewing (though has been seen as skilled at it before) but rather we get more hints that she isn’t all she seems. She tells the Riverses that her mother is a nurse but can’t remember where she works (and is a bit flustered about being asked.) I’m starting to wonder if they haven’t lifted a plot from another St Clare’s book and she’s going to turn out to be the daughter of one of the school staff with a free place there. (In episode 8 she refuses to recount her seeing of the ghost from the previous episode when a painting falls off the wall, and I suspect she might have been sneaking down to visit her mother, but we will see!).

Anyway, another open-day plot is Gwen and her mother. Gwen is stuffing her up with all sorts of tales about how great she is at lacrosse and maths and English and everything else. Mary-Lou’s reactions are very comical but unfortunately she doesn’t do what we all want her to do which is SAY SOMETHING! Somehow Gwen’s lies seem even more ludicrous on-screen. They also seem stupid as Gwen knows that the results of the exam she has in an envelope to give her mother are terrible as Alicia steamed them open earlier so she could peek. Even if she tries to not hand them over surely she knows her mother will find out sooner of later? There’s a world of difference between failing everything (not sure what the results were but they can’t have been good) and saying you’re doing OK, and failing while pretending to be top of every class.

To be honest Darrell isn’t much better. She didn’t steam her envelope so she doesn’t know how bad – or good – her results are, but she avoids handing them over and she outright lies to her parents about leaving the envelope in her dorm room, an absolute no-no for any decent Blyton character. She does, at least, own up in the end – before her father has a chat with Miss Grayling as all new pupils’ parents do (including Mrs Lacey.)

If you assume a 50% pass mark then Darrell has failed two classes out of seven, but I imagine she was expecting to pass them all, and pass them well.

Her parents are truly great in that scene and I actually got teary as they reassured her. Gwen’s mother, though, more or less storms off to her chauffeur-driven car after a scathing remark to Gwen. I like how they showed the difference between the two girls’ lives and probably made children watching think about why Gwen is the way she is.

The upshot for Darrell is that she isn’t to sit beside Alicia any more and can’t play lacrosse either. In the book Darrell gets the results just before half-term and they’re read out, she’s tenth from last out of around thirty girls. She goes to see Miss Potts and they discuss how she can’t do well at school work and play the fool as Alicia does, and it’s a positive learning moment for Darrell who resolves to do better without the adults deciding to ban her from things. Anyway, she volunteers for remedial coaching (which she wouldn’t need in the book, just to work harder) instead of giving up lacrosse.

There is a side-plot about Sally, but it’s really just a brief moment. As in the books Mrs Rivers calls out to Sally who ignores her, and she tells Darrell again that Sally definitely has a sister.

We end on the heart-warming notion that Darrell may not have a ‘special friend’ as her mother is so keen to see, but she is well-loved by everyone in her form except Sally and Gwen. This isn’t said aloud or spelled out but rather nicely shown by the girls’ behaviour together.


Chapter eight

I have been waiting for this for a while – ever since Sally was ill a few episodes ago. I suppose they were foreshadowing this, and they’ve decided to give this story almost a whole episode to itself.

In the book Darrell finds Sally playing the piano after the half-term visit, they row, and she pushes her. Later, Mary-Lou finds Sally in great pain on her bed in the dormy and sends for Matron. Darrell’s terribly worried it’s all her fault especially when she hears that Sally didn’t eat anything during the day so it can’t be overindulgence. She sneaks down in the night to get some fresh air and runs into her father who’s there to operate on Sally.

Now for the TV version!

Sally drops a photograph of her sister while dancing, and Darrell picks it up and returns it to her. She then finds it in the bin and then tries to return it again, assuming Sally binned it in error. She finds Sally at a piano but she’s not playing just mashing the keys angrily. (In the book she plays louder to down Darrell out, but is actually playing it seems.) They still row and the wording is reasonably similar – about Darrell’s mother being a busy-body – and Darrell does push Sally, though less violently than it is described. In the book she is described as flinging her across the room where she falls over a chair. On screen she pushes her and she falls stomach first onto the piano stool.

It is then Darrell who finds Sally in pain – in the bathroom – and has to work hard to persuade her to go down to the san.

Matron does not shine here. We’ve seen that she has it in for Darrell and likes to steal the girls’ confiscated tuck etc but she’s truly awful in this episode.

She’s all done up to go out to the pictures and is annoyed that Sally has obviously eaten too much at the open day. She’s not at all sympathetic and bans Margaret – her assistant – from calling a doctor as she’s ‘too soft’ on the girls. She doesn’t give Darrell a chance to explain about the push or not having eaten anything.

Darrell clearly has a thing for heading out in the night as after calling her father’s hotel and leaving a message for him to call her back she goes out and intends to walk the 10 miles to Truro in the dark to fetch him. Meanwhile he’s called the school and spoken to Miss Potts, and as they can’t find an available doctor anywhere else, he gets in his car and conveniently spots Darrell even though she tries to hide from the headlights.

Back at the school he operates on Sally – and Matron faints – and everything turns out all right except that Matron doesn’t get her comeuppance for not listening to Darrell, for trying to prevent a doctor being called or for swanning off to the cinema, all of which endangered Sally’s life.


Various things of note

We get some more references to war time in these episodes. Cold chicken and pickles (the same as the Riverses brought in the book) are mentioned as being worth two weeks’ rations and Miss Grayling is away the days following the open day as she is visiting her brother who has shell shock.

It was interesting to see Mrs Rivers, Mr Rivers and Mrs Lacey better. All three are younger than I imagine and more glamorous. Mrs Lacey looks a bit like a present-day woman who dresses in a 40s style, though. Something about her eyebrows just seem wrong for the period. And Mrs Rivers has a cane for some reason. Mr Rivers has some great dialogue but he’s much softer and more gentle than I imagine. Mr Rivers of the books is very kind but can also be impatient and irritable. I can believe the Mr Rivers of the books has given Darrell his temper, but less so the one on screen.

Mr and Mrs Rivers are shown to be great parents, though, and contrast well with Mrs Lacey. Strangely, Gwen’s governess doesn’t come but Darrell’s sister does. She calls Felicity Fee which seems wrong to me as that’s what I’m often called, while we call Felicity Fliss for short.

In other strangeness, Mam’zelle Rougier is teaching the girls to waltz at the start of the episode, it’s probably so they didn’t have to pay a different actress as a teacher, and why Miss Potts presides over sewing class, but why not just omit the dancing that isn’t in the book anyway?

It also makes little sense for each girl to have a results envelope, girls whose parents come to the open day get to hand them over themselves, and those whose parents aren’t coming have their envelopes posted to their homes. It seems unfair for some girls to have to wait for their parents to get the results then send a letter back with them, whilst others have them right away. Given that at least three girls have last-minute changes to their parents coming/not coming it seems a clumsy system as well.

Somehow the things that work well in the book can sometimes look silly on screen. Darrell’s father operating isn’t described in the book but it is partially shown on screen and it made it less believable for me.

And lastly I’m getting a little tired of Darrell having an explosive temper any time it can get her into trouble, but when she’s in a situation when she needs to speak up she clams up instead.


Despite the various niggles I’m feeling as the series goes on, it’s still very good. The acting is first rate and there are no completely stupid plots or scenes.

Next post – Malory Towers on TV – episodes nine and ten

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Monday #375

It’s June, but it feels like a not at all warm March which is not great if you want to meet with people outside. Blankets have been needed on more than one occasion and couple of meet ups have been rained off (both before and during!) but at least we’ve managed some socialising!

Malory Towers on TV: episodes 7 & 8

and

Conquering the Castle: a St Andrew’s Story chapter 3

and

Locked down library displays weeks 6 & 7

“Adventures always come to the adventurous, there’s no doubt about that!”

Enid about the Famous Five in Five Go to Smuggler’s Top

 

 

 

 

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Locked down library displays week 4 and 5

A bit late but here are what I did in weeks 4 and 5. In case you missed them here are weeks one, two and three.


Day #22

Call the Midwife

Four books written by Jennifer Worth (three about her days as an East End midwife, and one about her career after that when she moved onto palliative care), a book of correspondence received by her, two books about the TV series and the  official board game.


Day #23

That’s Not My…

Some of Brodie’s That’s Not My… books. He has more but I didn’t have the props to go with any of them.

Brodie had to be asked very nicely to lend me his truck for all of thirty seconds to snap a photo.


Day #24

What I’m (or was) currently reading

A lack of ideas on day 24 meant I just threw my currently reading pile on the table! The two at the back are Jane Eyre and Five on a Hike Together.


Day #25

IT

The bonus of working from home means I can use unorthodox props like small children. Here Brodie is doing a brilliant job of posing as a cheerful Georgie from It. He was very patient in getting dressed up, held the string like he was asked and said cheese half a dozen times for me too.


Day #26

An alliterative arrangement

I think this one’s fairly self explanatory.

From back left:

  • Diamonds and Daggers (Marsh Road Mysteries #1)- Elen Caldecott
  • Wings Over Witchend (Lone Pine #9) – Malcolm Saville
  • A Dance with Dragons (A Song of Ice and Fire #5) – George R R Martin
  • Definitely Dead (Sookie Stackhouse #6) – Charlaine Harris
  • The Goddess Guide – Gisele Scanlon
  • Dinosaur Discovery (Adventure Island #7) – Helen Moss
  • Anastasia at This Address (Anastasia Krupnik #8) – Lois Lowry
  • The Penultimate Peril (A Series of Unfortunate Events #12) – Lemony Snicket
  • Bad Blood (Being Human #3) – James Goss
  • Brighton Belle (Mirabelle Bevan #1) – Sara Sheridan
  • Dead Until Dark (Sookie Stackhouse #1) – Charlaine Harris
  • British Bulldog (Mirabelle Bevan #4) – Sara Sheridan
  • The Grim Grotto (A Series of Unfortunate Events #11) – Lemony Snicket

Day #27

The Zoo

This one has interactive sounds, and it’s a bit dangerous as none of the animals are held securely!

At the back you can see Our Zoo by June Mottershead, the true story of Chester Zoo, Dear Zoo by Rod Campbell and The Zoo Book by Enid Blyton. In the middle are ABC Zoo by Rod Campbell and Usborne Peep Inside the Zoo, then at the front are a couple of noisy button zoo books.


Day #28

The cover was green…

Also self-explanatory!

Standing books from back left:

  • The Enchanted Wood – Enid Blyton (but not my shelf copy, a spare…)
  • The Story of My Life – Helen Keller
  • Mr Pink Whistle’s Party – Enid Blyton (A Boot’s lending library copy.)
  • The Secret Island – Enid Blyton
  • The Green Story Book – Enid Blyton
  • Ballet Shoes – Noel Streatfeild
  • The Ladybird Book of the People Next Door – Jason Hazely
  • The Children at Green Meadows – Enid Blyton
  • The Mystery of the Dinosaur Discovery – Helen Moss
  • The Mystery of the Phantom Lights – Helen Moss
  • Five Lose Dad in the Garden Centre – Bruno Vincent
  • Five Go on a Strategy Away Day – Bruno Vincent
  • Five Go Gluten Free – Bruno Vincent
  • Horseradish – Lemony Snicket
  • The End – Lemony Snicket
  • The Austere Academy – Lemony Snicket
  • Mysteries of Ravenstorm Island: The Lost Children – Gillian Philip
  • The Grim Grotto – Lemony Snicket
  • The Hobbit – J.R.R. Tolkien

Books lying flat from back left:

  • Lord of the Rings – J.R.R. Tolkien
  • Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets – J.K. Rowling
  • Pea’s Book of Holidays – Susie Day
  • The House at Pooh Corner – A.A. Milne
  • Mystery Mine – Malcolm Saville
  • Tom’s Midnight Garden – Philippa Pearce
  • Wicked – Gregory Maguire
  • The Mystery of the Burnt Cottage – Enid Blyton
  • The Door in the Tree – William Corlett
  • Come to the Circus! – Enid Blyton
  • The Wonderful Carpet and other stories – Enid Blyton
  • The Tale of Benjamin Bunny – Beatrix Potter
  • That’s Not My Meercat – Fiona Watt
  • Baby’s First Colours
  • That’s Not My Dinosaur – Fiona Watt
  • Spot’s First Shapes – Eric Hill

Day #29

TV guides

When I get into a TV show I like nothing better than reading all about behind-the-scenes stuff. You can get plenty of that online but you know it’s accurate when it’s come from an official book with glossy photographs.


Day #30

Read your feelings

I had to perhaps widen the definition of ‘feelings’ to those beyond happy and sad etc, as long as you could more or less say “I feel…” I used it!

Happier feelings on the left:

  • Merry Mr Meddle – Enid Blyton
  • Lucky – Alice Sebold
  • Fantastic Mr Fox – Roald Dahl
  • The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar – Roald Dahl
  • Happy Day Stories – Enid Blyton
  • George’s Marvellous Medicine – Roald Dahl
  • Jolly Little Jumbo – Enid Blyton

A somewhat neutral one in the middle – The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy by Tim Burton, and the less happy feelings on the right:

  • The Miserable Mill – Lemony Snicket
  • Desperation – Stephen King
  • The Grim Grotto – Lemony Snicket
  • The Vile Village – Lemony Snicket
  • Misery – Stephen King
  • The Book of Lost Things – John Connolly
  • The Hostile Hospital – Lemony Snicket

Day #31

Read the book, watch the film (children’s edition)

All books I have read and films I have seen!

From back left:

  • The Railway Children – E Nesbit, adapted for film in 1970 and 2000, the latter starring Jemima Rooper.
  • Tom’s Midnight Garden – Philippa Pearce, also a 1999 film
  • Peter Pan – J.M. Barrie. Made into a Disney film in 1953, but also used for the basis of Hook (1993) Peter Pan (2003), Finding Neverland (2004), Peter and Wendy (2015), and Pan (2015) amongst others.
  • Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone (Harry Potter #1) – J.K. Rowling. The whole series has been filmed, of course.
  • Treasure Island – R.L. Stevenson. Disney’s first fully live-action film, made in 1950, but also a 1990 film starring Charleton Heston, and let’s not forget Muppet Treasure Island from 1994.
  • The BFG – Roald Dahl. First an animated film in 1989 there is also a live action/CGI version from 2016.
  • Fantastic Mr Fox – Roald Dahl. Turned into a stop-motion film in 2009 with voice actors including George Clooney, Meryl Streep and Owen Wilson.
  • Swiss Family Robinson – Johann David Wyss – One of my favourite films, starring John Mills in 1960.
  • Winnie-the-Pooh – A.A. Milne. Winnie-the-Pooh is a Disney film from 2011, but there are many films based on Pooh and his friends.
  • A Little Princess – Frances Hodgson Burnett, adapted for film in 1995.
  • Matilda – Roald Dahl. A very well-known film from 1996 starring Danny De Vito, Mara Wilson and Pam Ferris.
  • The Bad Beginning – Lemony Snicket. Made into a single film along with books 2 and 3 of A Series of Unfortunate Events series in 2004 with Jim Carrey as Count Olaf.
  • The Princess Bride – William Goldman. A bit of a cult classic film from 1987.
  • What Katy Did – Susan Coolidge. This was made into a TV movie in 1999 with Michael Cera.

How many have you read AND seen?


Day #32

The Color Purple

The title comes from The Color Purple by Alice Walker which does not feature as I don’t have it (nor have I read it).

From the back left (as always):

  • Grave Secret – Charlaine Harris
  • Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone – J.K. Rowling
  • The Carniverous Carnival – Lemony Snicket
  • The Witch of Exmoor – Margaret Drabble
  • The Secret Airfield Game – Stephen Thraves
  • Last Scene Alive – Charlaine Harris
  • Russian Roulette – Sara Sheridan
  • The Wide Window – Lemony Snicket
  • Dazzling Diggers – Tony Mitton
  • Fox’s Socks – Julia Donaldson
  • Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – J.K. Rowling
  • Feminism – Deborah Cameron
  • Wizard and Glass – Stephen King
  • The Gods of War – Conn Iggulden
  • Home Improvement Undead Edition – Charlaine Harris and Tony L.P. Kelner
  • Matilda – Roald Dahl
  • When Did You See Her Last? – Lemony Snicket
  • That’s Not My Bear – Fiona Watt
  • Cars – Heath McKenzie
  • That’s Not My Teddy – Fiona Watt

Day #33

Dinosaurs

These are all Brodie’s books, though he’s not particularly into dinosaurs yet (he has plenty of time for that…) as he’s too busy with vehicles.


Day #34

Teddies

Various books about or featuring teddies including Bizzy and the Bedtime Bear which is a continuation of the Enchanted Wood series written by Elise Allen, and The Teddy Bear’s Party by Enid Blyton with illustrations by Eileen Soper.


Day #35

Read the book, watch the TV series (children’s edition)

A little repetition from the film display as some have been adapted for more than one medium.

From the back left (back row has matching DVDs in front)

  • The Animals of Farthing Wood – Colin Dann, an animated series from 1992-1995.
  • The Borrowers (Omnibus) – Mary Norton, a 1992 series with Ian Holm as Pod.
  • Five on a Treasure Island – Enid Blyton. The 21 books had two TV series, the 1970s one which is the DVD in front, and a 1990s series which I love but don’t have.
  • The Secret of Killimooin – Enid Blyton. The 5 Secret books were turned into a TV series in the 90s.
  • The Island of Adventure – Enid Blyton. 7 of the 8 books got TV episodes in the 90s, and Castle had its own 8 part adaptation in the 80s with Susan George.
  • The Bad Beginning – Lemony Snicket. The Netflix Original TV adaptation covered all 13 books in the series with Neil Patrick Harris as Count Olaf.
  • The Steps Up the Chimney – William Corlett. The four books of The Magician’s House series were made into a tv series in 1999 with Stephen Fry and Jennifer Saunders voicing talking animals.
  • First Term at Malory Towers – Enid Blyton, finally, finally! adapted as a CBBC series just this year.
  • Noddy Goes to Toyland – Enid Blyton. Noddy has had half a dozen or more TV adaptations which I’ve listed in my Enid Blyton TV and film guide.
  • Winnie-the-Pooh – A.A. Milne. As well as having films Winnie-the-Pooh has had many TV features too.

 

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Fan fic Friday: Conquering the Castle, A St Andrews Story, chapter 2

Read chapter one here.

Chapter 2

And so they found themselves at the castle entrance, paying their sixpences to the woman inside the wooden hut. Julian insisted on handing over a shilling for himself and Sally, and Anatoly then insisted on paying for Darrell too. David’s face brightened. “At least being alone has saved me sixpence!”

Julian roared with laughter and banged David on the back. “That’s the spirit. Every cloud has a silver lining!”

“Does that mean you weren’t planning to buy me a guide book?” Sally asked teasingly, indicating the neat pile of little booklets decorated with a line drawing of the castle resting on the window-ledge of the hut.

“No, not at all,” Julian said quickly, picking one up.

“That’ll be tuppence, then,” the woman said and Julian handed over the money.

“What about the rest of us?” David asked.

“You lot can buy your own!” Julian snorted.

“I am sure that Sally will enlighten us with the highlights,” Anatoly said. “Unless… dorogoy? Do you want one of your own?”

“No, it’s fine,” Darrell assured him. “As you say, Sally will tell us everything we need to know.”

“And probably a lot more besides,” David joked, leading the way across the wooden bridge that crossed the dry moat.

“Did you know, this wasn’t the original entrance,” Sally said, nose already buried in her guide book. “It used to be through the foretower, to our right. It was moved here in the late 1500s.”

“She’s started already,” Darrell said with a fond smile.

“What are these rooms?” Julian asked, indicating the open arches to their left and right.

“Well, if you weren’t standing in my light…” Sally pointed out teasingly. It was dim in the short corridor they had entered, and even darker in the rooms on either side.

Julian stepped to the side, taking his shadow with him and Sally squinted at the guide-book again. “Guard chambers,” she said, running a finger down the page.

“What is this deep hole?” Anatoly called from the room to her left.

“There’s one in here, too!” David shouted from the right hand room.

“Can’t you read the signs?” Sally asked with a sigh, though she couldn’t keep up the false irritation and ended up laughing.

“They’re boys. They don’t do reading the signs,” Darrell laughed. She joined Anatoly and pointed to the hand-lettered sign which told them that the deep hole was a failed start to a counter-mine.

“I thought Sally would like to be our guide,” Anatoly said with great dignity before peering down the hole again. The lighting in the room was poor and so he drew a slender pen torch from his pocket and shone it down. It showed him a hole, only a few feet wide, roughly circular and extending down six or so feet.

“You brought a torch?” Darrell asked as Julian and Sally joined them in the small space.

“I thought it might come in handy. I hear there is a not-so-secret secret passage.”

“Did anyone bring rope?” David asked from the doorway.

“Not today,” Julian laughed. “But maybe I should have, what with our propensity to get into trouble.”

They all trooped across the hall and into the other guard chamber which had an almost identical hole dug in the floor. Anatoly shone his torch down it for good measure.

“So what is the deal with these failed counter-mines?” he asked Sally as the torch-light glinted on a few pennies and foreign coins dropped by visitors.

“Well,” Sally held her guide-book close to the wall lamp. “In 1546 and 1547 the castle was under siege.” She skimmed the information as best she could, and summarised it, knowing none of them wanted to know the entire history. “Cardinal Beaton had been murdered and his assassins had taken over the castle. Regent Arran led his troops to recapture the castle and they began digging a mine to get in under the foretower. Those in the castle could see the entrance less than a hundred feet away but they didn’t know where exactly it was going to come out. So they started digging a counter-mine… well, counter-mines of course. Obviously they realised these two weren’t going to work and so they dug a third, round the other side of the foretower and that one was successful.”

“So they dug a mine to meet up with the other mine?” Darrell queried. “Why? Why not just wait for them to pop up and capture them then?”

“I am not sure they would have been able to ‘pop up’,” Anatoly said. “It would all have been flagstones and cobbles inside, even the courtyard. But they could have used gunpowder and caused a great deal of damage, possibly killing many people inside the castle, then entered during the chaos.”

“Yes, it says here they hoped to undermine the foretower,” Sally added.

“Come on, let’s get out into the daylight before you strain your eyes,” Julian said.

The water at the bottom of the well in the centre of the courtyard shimmered as Anatoly shone his torch down it, and five heads peered down.

“Pity there’s a barrier,” David said to Julian. “You like a journey down a well, don’t you, Ju?”

“Only if I think there’s something worth going down for,” Julian replied. “I know there’s lots of coins down there but I doubt they’ll add up to much. Not worth my time.”

“Plus you didn’t bring your rope,” David added.

“That as well,” Julian laughed. “It ruins the line of my winter coat.”

Darrell headed to the steps leading to a platform above the entrance, while David and Anatoly wandered to the back left of the castle. Sally ambled slowly after them, eyes flicking back and forth over the detailed history in the guide-book.

“The castle was originally built at the turn of the 13th century, by Bishop Roger,” Sally read out, “though not much of that early castle still stands. It suffered significant damage during the Wars of Independence with England. It had to be substantially rebuilt by Bishop Walter Trail between 1385 and 1401. More building works were carried out in the early 16th century due to a rise in religious tensions. Archbishop James Beaton built new gun towers to strengthen the castle’s defences…” Sally looked around.

The boys wandered as she talked, politely staying within earshot, however so that Sally didn’t feel like she was talking to herself.

“I think that used to be a gun tower,” she pointed to the right side of the entrance. “The other’s long gone.” She carried on through Cardinal Beaton’s time at the castle, ending in his assassination, and the siege that was responsible for the mine and counter-mine. She paused and bit her lip. “I’m not boring you all, am I?” she asked.

“No, not at all,” they chorused.

“It should be a rule, I think, that if you come to an old place like this then you have to learn something,” Julian said. “And what better way to learn than to listen to an expert on the subject.”

Sally flushed. “I could hardly call myself an expert. I just did a little bit of reading about the castle, that’s all.” She cleared her throat as she gazed into his eyes. “So, er, after that, Archbishop John Hamilton repaired the badly damaged castle in the late 1500s, giving it a new entrance front, but his tenure was brought to an early end, because he opposed the Reformation. He was eventually hanged, for his involvement in the murder of Lord Darnley, Mary Queen of Scot’s second husband.” Sally pulled a face. She did enjoy history but she wished there hadn’t always been so much violence and death. So many lives had been wasted, it seemed, many of them due to religious disagreements.

“This bit will interest you, Ju,” she said more brightly. “Archbishop Hamilton was an active partisan of Mary Queen of Scots, and she was rumoured to have sent some documents to him for safe keeping, as well as a casket of treasures.”

“Treasures?” Julian said, his ears certainly perking up.

“I thought that would get your attention,” Sally said fondly. “Yes, but we don’t know what kind because it went missing. That’s if it was even sent in the first place. There are so many rumours and theories about Mary. Her son James, who became James the Sixth of Scotland and the First of England, was rumoured to really have been fathered by her private secretary David Rizzio, a rumour which was only made more believable by the fact that Darnley murdered Rizzio before James was born.”

Anatoly peered over Sally’s shoulder. “None of that is in this book, is it?” he asked.
Sally flushed. “Just the rumour of a missing treasure. The rest I just happened to read recently.”

“Anyway, St Andrews Castle was left without a resident or a purpose when bishops were abolished in 1592. It fell rapidly into ruin,” she finished. “It’s sad, really. Some of the stone was used to repair the harbour and pier, and the rest was just left.”

“Yes, it’s a shame,” Julian said distractedly as he looked around. “Imagine if it had been looked after, and was still standing today to explore.”

“It would probably be owned by some rich person who would never let anyone in,” Anatoly, always the realist, said.

“And then we wouldn’t be able to visit,” David added. “Oi, Ju. What are you looking for?”

“Oh, nothing… Just wondering. If the treasure had made it to St Andrews, what happened to it after that?”

“I doubt we will ever know,” David laughed. “I mean, it was four hundred years ago. I don’t think we’re going to suddenly find it under a loose brick.”

“You never know,” Julian said. “I’ve found supposedly lost treasures before just like that! Are there any cellars, or dungeons, Sally?”

“Well, there are some prison rooms back there,” Sally pointed out. “The upper floors were destroyed during the siege when French gunners…” she paused, and then haltingly read out “schote doune all the battelyne and caiphouse of the seytoure, and the hoyle ruffe of the chalmeris upone the partis of the sey.”

“They what?” Julian laughed, taking the booklet. He and David looked at it, Anatoly peering between their heads. “Shot down all the battlements?” Julian started.

“All the battlements,” David agreed. “And the… not sure what a caiphouse is, of the sea-tower.”

They looked at Anatoly who looked back blankly. “I have no idea. This is like a whole other language.”

“I suppose it is,” Sally said. “Fifteenth century Scots. At least it’s not in Gaelic!”

“And the whole roof of the… chalermis upon the parting of the sea,” Julian finished.

“Sounds almost biblical,” David laughed, and gratefully took the opportunity to duck through a doorway at the back of the castle towards the prison rooms, he hadn’t like to do so while Sally was talking.

“Another well?” he asked the others as he peered down another opening, this one inside what had clearly once been a tower.

“Bottle dungeon,” Julian corrected him, reading the sign.

They all looked down, the light of Anatoly’s torch barely reaching the bottom of the dank space.

David shuddered. “How absolutely grim.”

“It looks pretty deep,” Anatoly commented. “I should imagine that many prisoners died from being thrown in.”

“I think I’d rather die than be stuck down there,” Julian muttered.

“It’s twenty-four feet deep,” Sally said helpfully, consulting her guidebook again. “And fifteen feet across the bottom. No, Ju,” she shook her head vigorously. “I don’t really want to look. There’s a picture here, that’s enough.”

Darrell, when she joined them, also chose not to look. “You missed a lot of the history of the castle,” Anatoly informed her quietly.

“Oh, what a shame,” she whispered back, a teasing glint in her eye. She wouldn’t have minded listening to Sally, but as she had climbed the uneven, twisting stairs she had gotten distracted imagining high walls around her, flickering torchlight and tapestries on the wall. She had even entertained the idea of writing a story about the castle inhabitants while she had been up there, gazing out to sea.

They had a look at what was left of the kitchens, and the cellars below, and looked out the sea-gate where boats would have brought in supplies.

“There was originally a lot more to the castle,” Sally told them as they looked out to sea, the cathedral and pier visible around the coast to their right. The tide was high, and the waves sent up so much spray that they felt some of it reach them, high above the water as they were.

“This would have been part of the great hall,” she indicated where they stood. “The East Range was much larger and there was a huge circular south east blockhouse too.” She waved her free arm as if sketching in the missing buildings.

Julian smiled at her enthusiasm, her eyes positively shone as she put together the information she knew with what she could see around her.

The others looked around, trying to imagine the castle extending out across what was now the castle sands beach. “What happened? Did it fall into the sea?” Julian queried.

Sally nodded, the wind catching the few strands of hair that escaped her woollen hat and tossing them around. “In 1801. A bad storm eroded the cliff and a lot of the castle was lost. More and more was lost, actually, until they built a sea wall in 1886.”

They all stared at the beach below them, trying to imagine what that would have been like, and Darrell took a half-step back from the edge as a particularly large wave hit the beach. Anatoly reached out and rested a comforting hand on the small of her back.

“Shall we move on?” he asked.

“What’s next?” David consulted Sally.

“Well, there’s the old chapel, but not much of that stands.” She paused as she took in their faces. “Then there’s the mine and counter-mine.” Her friends’ expressions told her which they would rather do. “The mine it is, then!”

To be continued…

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May 2020 round up

This covers week 5-9 of the lockdown (or weeks 6-10 if, like us, you had a week of isolation on top!).


What I have read

14 books this month, making it 73 for the year! If I read a lot in June I could be almost at 100 by halfway through the year!

  • Oz Into the Wild – Christopher Golden
  • Buffy the Vampire Slayer: The Official Grimoire – A.M. Robinson
  • Hope for the Best (The Chronicles of St Mary’s #10) – Jodi Taylor
  • When Did You Last See Your Father? (The Chronicles of St Mary’s #10.5) – Jodi Taylor
  • Why is Nothing Ever Simple? (The Chronicles of St Mary’s #10.6) – Jodi Taylor
  • Undead and Unfinished (Undead #9) – MaryJanice Davidson
  • Plan for the Worst (The Chronicles of St Mary’s #11) – Jodi Taylor
  • The Case of Beasts: Explore the Film Wizardry Of Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them – Mark Salisbury
  • Emerald Star (Hetty Feather #3) – Jacqueline Wilson
  • Undead and Undermined (Undead #10) – MaryJanice Davidson
  • You Can’t Scare Me (Goosebumps #15) – R.L. Stine
  • I Owe You One – Sophie Kinsella
  • Diamond (Hetty Feather #4) – Jacqueline Wilson
  • Five Go Down to the Sea – reviewed here

As always I’ve got some on the go that I haven’t finished

  • A Swiftly Tilting Planet (Time Quintet #3) – Madeleine L’Engle
  • The Burning (Unseen Trilogy #1) – Jeffrey J Mariotte

So I finally finished the Oz book after three attempts and goodness knows how many years. It was OK, but I wouldn’t bother reading it again. I always like books set in the Buffyverse and I really loved Oz as character on screen but he can’t really carry a whole book. Plus the events kinda contradict what is said in the TV series.

I have also finished the entire St Mary’s series. Number 11 was the one that just came out last month. It was amazing. It made me want to go back and read the whole series again to look out for all the little hints that you’d never realise were hints until you read the reveal in this one.

I’m now at the end of where I got to the first time I read the Undead series, though I have no recollection of books 9 and 10. Nine and ten had massive shocks in them and I was just as shocked as if I was reading it for the first time! So onto new books in the series.


What I have watched

  • Hollyoaks but only twice a week
  • Buffy seasons 4-7.
  • The remaining episodes of Outlander season 5, no idea how long it will be until we get another season now.
  • Some of Angel season 1, as when you’ve finished all of Buffy of course you go onto the spin-off series!
  • Blippi as Brodie has become obsessed with him. It’s a guy with a YouTube channel for kids. It’s educational and harmless but pretty annoying! Brodie learned to say Blippi within about two days of watching it but he took 2.5 years to say Mum…
  • The Toy Story films which Brodie loved, and Finding Nemo. He wasn’t so keen on Moana, though.

What I have done

  • A bit more gardening. It hasn’t been the best weather for it and I’ve had to wait until mid-May to plant the seed bombs anyway as we were still getting frosts at night until then. But they’re in now and being watered daily, I have my fingers crossed that something will come up even though they’re in the shade.
  • Ways I have tried to amuse Brodie include: Gummy bear slime – another disaster as he just shouted “sticky! sticky!” and wouldn’t touch it, and a ball drop make of toilet roll tubes. That worked better and he enjoyed dropping coloured pom poms into their matching bowls. We baked cakes from a packet mix (I can’t bake to save my life) and he wouldn’t eat them because the icing was blue. He has done painting, and we both painted rainbows for the living room window.
  • Built Lego things for a virtual lego club, and for Stef’s Enid Blyton library event (I’ll share photos of those in a later blog).
  • Gone on a daily walk for at least an hour
  • Continued with the workouts online. I have done five some weeks! Boxfit, tabata, pilates, body balance, aerobics, dance, yoga, functional fit… if it doesn’t involve high impact I’ve tried it!
  • I started in March but have continued with daily book displays using what I can find around the house.
  • I’m making progress with my cross stitch though I’ve had to sit and unpick it quite far back at least twice when I’ve made a mistake and not noticed.
  • Weekly Zoom and Whatsapp quizzes with my family and Ewan’s. We’ve done Beetle Drive and Countdown to mix it up too.
  • And, just at the end of the month, we have finally been allowed to socialise again (at a distance, of course). We sat in my parents’ garden one afternoon and had Ewan’s parents in our garden the next day.

What has your month looked like?

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Monday #374

Looking at the schedule I keep online, and comparing it to what I’ve actually posted, something has gone a bit awry. Somehow I a) forgot to finish and publish the lockdown display post number 4 last week, b) didn’t do it this week either, and c) scheduled next week’s fan fiction for yesterday instead. I’d blame lockdown fever, but to be honest, this isn’t the first time I’ve mucked up like that!

I will do some double length display posts I think to get caught up a bit!

May round up

and

Conquering the Castle chapter 2

and

Lock down library book displays weeks 4 & 5

With lockdown easing slightly for many of us I thought I’d try to get back into some Enid Blyton quotes here.

The train whistled, and chuffed out of the station. The children pressed their noses to the window and watched the dirty houses and the tall chimneys race by. How they hated the town! How lovely it would be to be in the clean country, with flowers growing everywhere, and birds singing in the hedges!

– The Enchanted Wood

While I don’t hate the city I live in I can’t wait to be able to drive (or rather, be driven) the permitted five miles to somewhere a bit more nature-y for a walk.

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Conquering the Castle: a St Andrews Story

This isn’t the first piece of fan fiction I have authored alone but it is the first I have published. I of course consulted Pippa-Stef on matters of plot and characterisation.

Saying that, there’s not a huge amount of plot, just five friends exploring an old castle. (And perhaps just a little hint towards the second St Andrews novel which will hopefully be finished some day.)

Chapter 1

It was a cold February day – all the days so far in St Andrews had been cold that year, a side effect of the winds that almost constantly blew in from the North Sea. Not that the cold particularly bothered Anatoly Petrov, or Anthony Pilkington as he was currently known.

He was walking with Julian Kirrin, and David Morton, two new friends of his. His first real friends, which he had made at the grand age of 22. Julian’s fair head was covered in a woollen hat, as was David’s dark one, and they both had on thick coats, scarves pulled up around their chins and gloves on too. Anatoly wore a lighter coat and had forgone the woollen accessories, leaving his dark curls to catch the wind and blow around wildly.

They were on their way to collect Sally Hope, Julian’s girlfriend, and her best friend Darrell Rivers who just so happened to be Anatoly’s girlfriend. Both relationships were quite new, only a handful of dates in, but that didn’t stop David ribbing them all about leaving him out.

His sweetheart of several years, Petronella Sterling, was still at her home in Shropshire, some 350 miles away. It took a full day on several different trains for him to get to her, and so it wasn’t possible for him to visit her on the weekends.

“This isn’t going to be a double date, is it?” he had asked the other four that morning when Sally had suggested exploring the castle to give them something to do that afternoon.

“Well, you’d be a pretty awkward fifth wheel if it was,” Julian said with a laugh, though he tactfully removed his arm from around Sally’s shoulder.

“That’s what I’m worried about,” was David’s glum reply.

“It’s not a double date,” Darrell promised him, nudging Anatoly to step back from where he had been standing close to her back, his hands on her waist. “It’s just five friends having an afternoon out.”

“Just because I’m seeing Julian and Darrell’s seeing Anatoly doesn’t mean that we’re not all friends,” Sally said earnestly, taking David’s arm. “It doesn’t change anything!”

Actually, it changed quite a lot, the dynamic of the group for one thing. The girls naturally gravitated to their boys and vice versa, leaving David one on his own despite how hard they tried to include him. He would just have to get used to it, he knew. He would be just as bad if he was lucky enough to have Peter with him at St Andrews.

The girls were ready and waiting, for once, and the two younger men wasted no time in falling over in mock astonishment. “But it’s only just two o’clock,” Julian said, consulting his watch.

“And you’re both ready?” David added. “At the same time?”

“Well there isn’t usually a queue for the bathrooms in the middle of the day,” Sally said primly. That was the only reason they were sometimes tardy if they were to meet the boys first thing in the morning or for the evening. There was only one bathroom between four rooms, so that meant eight girls who wanted to bathe or wash their hair all at the same time.

“I thought you’d still find a way to keep us waiting, though,” David teased them. “Getting lost in a good book, maybe?”

“Give over!” Darrell smacked his arm. She had, on occasion, forgotten the time while reading, as had Sally. “You two are going on about the time and yet it’s now two-oh-three and we’re still standing here.”

“She has you there,” Anatoly smirked, stepping between Julian and David as they opened and closed their mouths noiselessly, knowing they had somehow just lost that battle.

He took Sally’s hand and bowed over it, just lightly kissing the back of it and making her flush red. He then bowed over Darrell’s hand and kissed it more firmly. She blushed too, but not as much as Sally had. “Ignore these two clowns,” he said. “You are both definitely worth waiting for.”

“Oh, Toly, you’re so smooth!” Darrell said with an embarrassed laugh.

“So smooth he’ll slip right over,” David grumbled, though he was stifling a laugh of his own.

“You could learn a lesson or two from him, then,” Sally shot at him teasingly. “He clearly knows how to treat a lady.”

It was Julian’s turn to flush now, wondering if he had been rude to the girls. He didn’t want Sally to think badly of him. Thankfully she didn’t seem too offended, as she put her gloves on then slipped her arm through his. “Shall we head off?” she suggested.

“History awaits,” he agreed, walking down the steps from the girls’ dorms. Darrell slipped her arm through Anatoly’s too and walked close at his side while David, rolling his eyes, brought up the rear.

“Are you going to test us on this later?” he asked, catching up with Sally and Julian as Anatoly and Darrell seemed to have forgotten they were going somewhere and were dawdling along sharing some private joke.

“I might,” Sally said with a laugh. “So you’d better pay attention.” She had already been reading up on the history of St Andrews, and after looking at the castle’s long and somewhat bloody history had been the one to persuade her friends that it was worth the sixpence entry fee each.

“We’ve seen it from the outside,” Julian had pointed out.

“But there’s a lot more inside,” she’d replied, turning her beguiling blue eyes on him. “There’s a bottle dungeon, and a secret passage,” she had added persuasively, knowing those would interest the others.

“Not so secret, really,” he said. “But if you’re desperate to go in then of course I’ll come with you.”

“We all will,” Darrell said staunchly, elbowing Anatoly before he could disagree. “It sounds really interesting.” That was perhaps stretching the truth a little. Sally was the real history buff amongst them. The others had been quite happy to simply look at the castle from the outside.

To be continued…

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Fan fic Friday: Cunningham and Petrov: The Mystery of the Missing Aeroplane chapter 11 (Epilogue)

Last time we had the conclusion to the children’s adventures in the valley. Now to get them safely home.

Chapter 11, epilogue

Allie was standing at the window, her dressing gown wrapped around her, peering around the curtains and waiting for the big expensive car to sweep into her drive and deliver her children home safe and sound.

A telephone call had come in an hour ago, saying that Bill– well, the caller had referred to him as Mr Cunningham –’s plane had just entered British airspace with the children on board. She had been told to expect them within a few hours, and had been anxiously waiting ever since. She knew that none of them could have been badly hurt otherwise they would have gone to a hospital on landing, not straight home, but she couldn’t rest until she had seen them safe and well with her own eyes. She stiffened with every set of headlights that passed the house, but none of them shone in her direction yet.

Bill nudged Anatoly as they turned into Allie Mannering’s drive way and said, “Can you wake the children up. They’re home.”

Anatoly turned in his seat and reached back to give the two kids closest to him a shake on the knee. “Jack, Lucy-Ann, time to wake up, you are almost home.”

The children had slept a little on the plane, after exhausting everyone with their constant chatter. They had woken upon landing and had been refreshed by the cool night air; but after half an hour in the car they had dozed off again. “It must be your sedate driving,” Bill had teased Anatoly who had taken the wheel to begin with, swapping when they had reached the suburbs to save Bill having to give step by step instructions to the house.
Jack was reasonably alert upon being woken but Lucy-Ann just snuggled further into Jack’s side. “Come on, sleepy head,” he yawned. “Philip! Dinah! We’re home!” he added loudly, elbowing Dinah who was squashed next to him.

“Are we really?” yawned Dinah. “Oh good, I can’t wait to see Mother!” She smiled and nudged Lucy-Ann again. “Won’t it be nice to be in our own beds again tonight?”

“Give me a moss bed anytime,” laughed Jack through a bit of a yawn.

Dinah didn’t have to wait to see her mother, as the moment the car headlights had dazzled her at the window she had dashed across the sitting room to the front door and was at the car as the doors opened.

“Hallo, Mother,” Philip said quite calmly. “Sorry to keep you up so late!”

“Oh Philip!” his mother gasped, pulling him into a tight hug as the girls moved forward to hug her as well. “I’ve been worried sick about you all!”

“You needn’t have been, we were absolutely fine,” he assured her. “In fact we’ve had the most marvellous adventures!”

“Yes, I know,” she said, her mouth pursed as she hugged the girls. “You had better go and get ready for bed while I talk to Bill.”

Lucy-Ann paused only long enough to say “I’m sorry that we worried you, Aunt Allie, we honestly didn’t mean to. It was a complete accident that we got on the wrong plane.”

“I know, dear, I don’t blame you,” Allie said, knowing that Lucy-Ann especially would never do something like that deliberately.

“She blames Bill,” Jack said quietly as they let themselves in the front door.

“I wouldn’t like to be him right now,” Philip agreed.

Anatoly could also sense the tension out on the driveway and slid back into the car as unobtrusively as he could. “I won’t be long,” Bill muttered to him as he walked around the vehicle to Allie.

“Safe and sound, just as I promised,” he said to her, holding his hands up, palms out in a gesture of supplication.

“Oh Bill,” Allie sighed. “Thank you for bringing them back, but how can I keep trusting the them with you when they keep getting into trouble with you?”

“You know that I would never intentionally put them in harm’s way,” he said earnestly. He ushered her inside as she shivered at a sudden breeze. They could hear taps running upstairs, the children’s footsteps as they went back and forth, chattering away.

“I know you wouldn’t but whenever they are with you, they get into trouble!” she said with a sigh. “But thank you for getting them back in one piece. Were they in a terribly bad situation?”

“Well,” he said, not sure how to answer that. “It could have been bad. But they are an incredibly resourceful bunch and had set up quite the little home for themselves. If they had landed anywhere but an enclosed valley I’m quite sure they would have been half-way home before we’d even set up the search parties.”

Allie pursed her lips. “Hows terrible! But I’m glad they managed to settle down somewhere comfortable. I hope Lucy-Ann wasn’t too scared. I’m so glad that no one got hurt.”

“They were all in extremely high spirits when we got to them. They had, in fact, done our job for us and trapped several unpleasant characters in a cave, but I suppose I should let them fill you in fully tomorrow.”

“I wish they wouldn’t get into such dangerous situations,” he said unhappily. She shook her head and turned away from Bill as the children stampeded down the stairs.

“Aunt Allie, what’s the matter?” Lucy-Ann asked as she flung herself on her aunt.

“You’re not giving Bill too hard a time, are you?” Philip asked shrewdly, and for a moment Allie felt like it was her late husband looking at her from under his tuft of hair.

“No, of course she isn’t,” Bill said smoothly. “And I think you lot are supposed to be in bed. It’s nearly midnight and you’ve had a long day.”

“But we wanted to tell you about our adventure,” Jack said as Kiki made snoring sounds on his shoulder.

“There will be plenty of time for that tomorrow, Jack,” Allie said. “Come on now, bed.” She shooed them towards the stairs and then followed them up to make sure they actually went to bed. When she came back down Bill was just emerging from the back hall.

“I thought you could do with a cup of tea,” he said unashamedly.

Allie flushed. She would love a cup of tea but she wasn’t sure she wanted to have one with Bill right now. “Thank you,” she said, closing her eyes with tiredness.

“Go and sit down,” he instructed her, indicating the sitting-room. “I’ll bring it to you.” A few minutes later he set down a tray with two cups, a pot of tea and all the usual accompaniments including biscuits.

“Am I being presumptuous?” he asked, touching the second cup.

She shook her head and then paused. “Maybe a little. You’re not my favourite person right now Bill, I hope you know that.”

“Yes, I know that,” he said, hovering uncertainly by the table. He didn’t want to sit down if he wasn’t welcome. “But I hope that you could bring yourself to forgive me, some day? I think the world of the children.” He cleared his throat. “And of you, of course.”

“I know Bill, which is what makes it difficult for me to forgive you for letting this happen!”

He wanted to say that he didn’t let it happen but he didn’t want to argue with her. He had been responsible for the four children and they had been abducted from more or less under his nose. “Had I escorted the children to the plane after finding out that there was a problem on site, they wouldn’t have gotten on the wrong plane,” he admitted. “But I had no idea that the taxi driver had just dumped their cases by the nearest plane. I honestly thought that they would go to my plane and be entirely out of harm’s way.”

Allie sighed, poured herself a cup of tea and took a sip after adding milk. “I’m sorry, I was just so worried about them! They are all I have and they’re such adventurous children. I worry that one day they’ll get into mischief that they can’t come home to tell me about.”

“For as long as I’m around I will make sure that they always come home to you,” he replied seriously. “I mean that. You can call me any time, Allie, if you’re worried about them for any reason.”

“Thank you,” said Allie, before she took a bit mouthful of tea to hide her emotion from Bill’s kind words.

“I should go,” Bill said quietly. “And you should get off to bed soon, too. I imagine you haven’t slept much the past few nights?”

She shook her head. “Not really. I’ve been much too worried. However I doubt I’ll sleep much tonight because I’ll be checking on the children every hour to make sure they have really come home and this wasn’t all a dream.”

That raised a smile from Bill. “I can assure you that it’s not a dream. Should I pinch you to prove it?”

She moved her arm out of his way and managed a weak laugh. “No, thank you!” Then she paused. “I am really glad you managed to find them, Bill. Thank you.”

“It was nothing,” he lied. “I’ll leave you to get some sleep, then.” He was reluctant to go, however.

“It would be rude of me not to say thank you,” she insisted gently, not entirely sure she wanted him to leave despite her earlier protestations.

“I was just righting a wrong. Good night, Allie. Take care.” And with that he was gone.

Bill went to take the car keys out of his pocket and had a split second of alarm before he remembered that he had left Anatoly in the car while he supposedly ‘dropped’ the children back with their mother and guardian. He headed towards the car only to see the young agent, asleep in the front seat, head tipped back and mouth open, and, Bill guessed, snoring softly.

Anatoly jerked awake the second that Bill opened the door. Had he been asleep? he wondered. He had only closed his eyes for a moment. He cleared his throat. “Sir,” he said with a nod, by way of greeting.

“Sorry I took quite so long, Petrov,” Bill said trying to be formal for a moment. “I was explaining things to the children’s mother.”

“Yes, of course,” Anatoly said as seriously as he could manage. Bill didn’t look flustered or flushed, but he suspected that there had perhaps been more than talking going on. Bill had been inside for a very long time.

Bill cleared his throat, choosing to ignore the unspoken, and entirely false, accusation. “How did you find that mission?” he asked as he started the car and went to back it out of the driveway. “I think you did very well.”

“Well, I wish that my work had actually come in useful,” he said after a moment’s thought. “But I very much enjoyed being out in the field.”

“Your information, especially the information on Otto, was very handy indeed,” Bill said kindly.

Anatoly accepted the praise with an awkward bob of his head. “I am just glad we got the children out of there in one piece,” he said. He paused. “Does this mean that I get to go out again, before I qualify in April, I mean? If I qualify,” he added quickly. He still had nearly eight months of his training to go, after all, and anything could happen in that time.

“I think you will go out again, though I don’t think you need to, “Bill said honestly as they reached the road.

“I want to, though,” Anatoly said carefully, not wanting to appear too eager in case it came off as reckless. “I could not describe what I have done in the past few days as fun, but, I did enjoy it. It was… exhilarating. Hunting for information, relying on just my wits and the gun at my side. I cannot wait to gain more experience.”

Bill nodded, acknowledging that it was an enjoyable state of being to be in, especially when you weren’t in imminent danger. “I see, well perhaps we can arrange for some more field training before your qualification. We may need someone on the ground to help trace those artefact’s owners. Would that suit?”

It wasn’t the most thrilling of jobs but it was better than being in a classroom, and he knew well enough that not showing willing to do the more sedate jobs would go against him. “I would like that,” he said.

“We can see what’s on my desk after the write ups” said Bill said kindly. “But next time those children get into trouble and we need to step in, you can call their mother!” He joked.

“No thanks, I will leave that part to you. You are the senior agent here, you get paid to deal with that level of danger,” Anatoly laughed. “But thank you for including me on this one. It was quite the adventure in the end.”

The end

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Five Go Down to the Sea

We have reached another of my favourites with book #12, this came fourth in my definitive (personal) rankings of the 21 books.

[It has just come to my attention two weeks later that I accidentally skipped book #11, Five Have a Wonderful Time… I will finish my review of Sea in part two then go back!]


A story in three parts

How to divide this one?

  1. The Five head to Tremannon and spend a day or two just having fun
  2. They go to visit Grandad and hear about the wrecker’s way and have a run in with Mr Penruthlan
  3. They investigate the old ruin, get trapped underground then return to Tremannon to solve the mystery

This is quite a slow build as the main action occurs in the last part of the book. It’s page 125 before they go to the old ruin, and page 143 before they go underground. There are only 191 pages in the book!


A look at the general story

The Five are off to stay with the Penruthlans at Tremannon Farm in Cornwall for a nice holiday. As Anne doesn’t want any more adventures they all agree to say pooh-pooh to any adventures that come up.

They begin with typical Blyton holiday activities; eating vast quantities of home-made food and going to the beach for a bathe and a poke around the caves. They pay a visit to an old shepherd – the great grandad of a boy called Yan who hangs around the farm – who knows all about the coast and can tell tales of wreckers from years ago.

Old grandad’s father used to light a lamp which would lure ships onto the rocks to be wrecked and plundered.

There have been no wrecks, and there’s a new lighthouse along the coast anyway so the Five aren’t entirely sure whether to take it seriously or not when he says he’s seen the lights this year, but Julian and Dick think it’s worth a little night-time trip. They don’t make it far, though, as they run into a brute of a man who grabs hold of Dick – a man who they realise is Mr Penruthlan. What’s he doing out on a stormy night, and why has he lied to them and his wife about tending a sick horse?

There’s then a diversion from the mystery as the Barnies – a travelling group of performers – arrive.

Ju and Dick go out again that night, and this time make it to the hill but they need Yan to show them the light flashing. And flashing it is! They see Mr Penruthlan again when they come back, and this time he’s searching through the Barnie’s props and belongings.

The Barnies have their show the next evening, and there’s a huge meal after. Julian and Dick take the surly Guv’nor of the Barnies his meal and discover Clopper, the horse costume is just lying around. In one of Blyton’s funniest scenes ever Julian and Dick don the costume, caper around and then get stuck inside it.

The book was originally serialised in Enid Blyton’s Magazine and Eileen Soper illustrated that, then did fresh ones for the book. Some are very similar, others we get completely different scenes or the same scene a little differently. Below is Clopper falling over from the magazine.

The next day they have decided to pooh-pooh at pooh-poohing adventures, and take a picnic and go off to investigate the ruins where the light flashes. There are four empty rooms and one tower with a great view and a lot of spilled oil drops. Someone’s certainly been signalling from there recently, but who? And why?

Naturally they hunt around and find a not very well hidden hole in the chimney which leads to an underground passage (a lot of Blyton’s passages start in chimneys). Timmy has gone on ahead so instead of following one passage down to the sea they have to head down the other in a more inland direction. That leads them to a storage room where a mystery figure locks them in.

Thankfully Yan is exceptionally brave and comes down the passage – in the dark no less – to rescue them. It is the middle of the night by now and they head down to the beach and see Mr Penruthlan taking a small boat out to meet another one. Yan leads them along the cliffs a little way to another passage, and this one takes them to a barn on Tremannon Farm!

In order to foil Mr Penruthlan they cover the trapdoor with heavy objects and – after running into the Guv’nor who is hanging around in a rather suspicious manner – they tell Mrs Penruthlan the unfortunate news that her husband is a no good smuggler.

Well, I do love Julian but I still love this scene as Mrs Penruthlan boxes his ears for saying such terrible things. She doesn’t know where her husband is – everyone else is out hunting for the lost Five but not him – but he’s a good man and certainly not a smuggler.

Spoilers follow as to the identities of the criminals, you’ve been warned!

Mr Penruthlan then turns up and reveals that a) he wasn’t on the beach earlier and b) he isn’t a smuggler, he has been working with the police to try to catch the smugglers.

So if he wasn’t on the beach, who was? They rush to the trap-door but it has been opened and the men are gone.

The next day the Barnies are moving on, but Julian remembers how the Guv’nor was hanging around the night before. Mr Penruthlan has long suspected someone with the Barnies to be involved in the smuggling, but has never been able to prove it. Suddenly Dick goes utterly mad and races off with Clopper’s head!

Well, Dick may appear mad but actually he is clearly the only one with any brains. The Guv’nor has had Clopper’s head guarded almost every minute they’ve been at Tremannon. And why? Because the smuggled goods were hidden inside.

So it’s a happy ending as the Guv’nor is locked in a barn to await the police and the Barnies head to their next engagement without a surly (and criminal) boss.


The characters

There are several strong supporting characters so I thought I would have a look at them separately rather than bogging down the above summary/review with lots of character detail.

Mrs Penruthlan is, for the most part, Blyton’s typical farmer’s wife. Her children are all grown so she loves to welcome holiday makers and feed them up. She’s happiest when baking or cooking vast quantities of food then watching people devour it – partly why she loves the Barnies coming so much too!

Mr Penruthlan, on the other hand, is a bit of an enigma. As I’ve said above he seems jolly – he laughs his head off at Clopper and he’s the one to rescue Julian and Dick from the costume, but they’ve proven he’s a liar and a sneak.

An interesting side-story with Mr Penruthlan is that his speech is completely unintelligible. He’ll say nothing more than ooh or ock and Mrs Penruthlan will reply implying he’s just said a whole sentence. It turns out later that when he puts his teeth in he’s perfectly capable of regular speech!

Of course he is revealed not to be the baddie at all, it’s a classic case of misdirection just like Mr King in The Rockingdown Mystery. Perhaps Blyton wanted to keep him mysterious by not having him say anything understandable for the majority of the book!

The other character we see a lot of is Yan. Yan is a bit like Tassie from The Castle of Adventure. He doesn’t have a way with animals but he’s grubby and wanders the great outdoors all day. Unlike Tassie, he isn’t welcomed into the group. He seems quite a bit younger than the Five but his age is never given, only that he is of school age.

yan five go down to the sea

Yan as he appears in the book

He lives with his great grandad who is more than 80 years older than him and doesn’t seem to have any other relatives or friends. He is dressed in ragged clothes and probably underfed and plays truant from school almost every day. He tags along after the Five constantly but as he is younger, has poor conversational skills and has nothing to offer the Five in the way of amusing them or informing them, they find him very annoying.

Yan as he appears in the magazine

Mrs Penruthlan gives him a bath at one point and threatens him with sorting him out with new clothes but I wonder that she hasn’t done that before or taken him in a little, it seems like he has a pretty awful life, though his great grandad isn’t deliberately cruel to him. Obviously his great grandad has taken him in (presumably the parents are dead) but it’s no life for a little boy. (I must be going soft due to my own little boy as I’ve never thought this much about Yan before!)

A surely rare example of nudity in Blyton’s works? Yan getting a bath from the magazine serialisation.

The Five (apart from Timmy who loves him) are actually quite hard on Yan. He’s not a fat-headed trouble maker like Richard Kent, or a mean boy like Edgar Stick, his only crime is sneaking around following them as he’s probably fascinated by these well-dressed kids. They tell him to get lost in various different ways, then Julian calls him a little idiot and gives him a shake to send him off.

It doesn’t deter him, though, and he climbs up to nosy in Julian and Dick’s bedroom window after that! (I would accept some harsh words would be necessary at this point, but before it seems unfair).

What’s worse is when Yan follows them to the beach and the caves they just go and leave him as the tide is coming in. They assume he knows the caves and cliffs and will be fine, and only when they realise the beach is gone and the caves flooded with no sign of him having escaped do they worry. Of course he is fine, he does know the coast like the back of his hand, but they didn’t know that! They’re so relieved he is safe that they give him sweets and are rewarded with a bright smile in return, a smile which suddenly makes Yan seem an awful lot less annoying and a lot more sweet.

They are more accepting of him after this – and of course he proves his worth by rescuing them later and taking them safely back to the farm.


Next time; my nitpicks (there are actually quite a lot!) and other things I noticed and wanted to mention.

Next post: Five Go Down to the Sea part 2

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Monday #373

I am hoping this will be the last week of full lockdown here in Scotland and that by next week we will have just a little more freedom. I am so looking forward to being allowed to travel just a few miles to walk in the woods instead of pacing the residential streets around my house.

Five Go Down to the Sea

and

Cunningham and Petrov: The Mystery of the Missing Aeroplane chapter 11

and

Locked down library displays 5

“There are no faster or firmer friendships than those formed between people who love the same books.”
― Irving Stone, Clarence Darrow for the Defense

I think that’s very true and I have met lots of great people through a mutual love of Enid Blyton.

Stef and me wearing Noddy bracelets we bought at Old Thatch

 

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Fan fic Friday: Cunningham and Petrov: The Mystery of the Missing Aeroplane chapter 10

Last time Bill and his men met up with Lucy-Ann, Jack, Dinah and Kiki then snuck through the tunnel from the fern-cave into the back of the treasure caves.

Chapter 10

They were lucky that the men had all put down their weapons in order to batter at the door, and were clearly not expecting an attack from behind. They were so busy hammering at the door, goaded on by shouts from Jim Smith and Pete Bentley, they had no idea that anyone was creeping up behind them. It was a terribly simple job in the end to round them up, as after Bill barked out for them to put their hands up they simply complied. They were too shocked and stunned to do anything else. Only Juan seemed to have the courage to speak, demanding to know how they had got in behind them, and who had locked them in.

Bill silenced him with a few sharp words of his own, and after Smith and Bentley had come in, grinning widely, the men were rounded up. Their hands were bound for the walk to the cave’s entrance, though they would be untied one at a time for the climb down. Nobody expected any trouble from them as there would be several guns pointed at them for the duration and any funny business would be swiftly dealt with.

Anatoly began a quick look over the cave, looking at the treasures and then using the small camera he had brought with him to take pictures of the artefacts so that when they got back to base they could start putting out feelers for people who might be legitimately looking for their lost treasures after hiding them during the war.

Bill, meanwhile, was being led around by the four excited children leaving he, Anatoly, and the few others that hadn’t escorted the men off, to marvel at the wonders of the caves. The children were talking nineteen to the dozen, talking over each other in their excitement and desire for three of them to tell Bill everything about the caves and their adventures, while Philip was trying to tell the others about his adventurous trip to Scotland. What with Kiki adding more than her tuppenceworth it sounded like there were a hundred rowdy people in the caves.

Eventually Bill held his hands up in defeat. “All right you lot, that’s enough,” he said, laughing. “That includes you, Kiki,” he added as the bird kept on shouting. Jack rapped her smartly on the beak and her head retired under her wing after giving him a reproachful look. “I’ve heard most of your adventures from Philip, but you can tell me all your stories on the plane. But one at a time please!”

It was with reluctance that Anatoly tore himself away from the treasures, he had barely skimmed the surface of what had been stored away in those desperate war-time years. Both his rolls of film were already full, however, and so there wasn’t much point in continuing to look other than his own enjoyment.

There was some consternation about how the old couple were going to get down the rocky cliff to the ground, and in the end various ropes were used to create harnesses to help lower them down. They didn’t make a word of protest, even as they bumped a little on the way down, although they were clearly frightened. They had taken Bill to be some sort of deity, bowing to him when he spoke, and had obviously decided that they must obey him no matter what. They meekly allowed themselves to be helped along the walk back to the planes, though Bill insisted they stop two or three times to rest briefly.

At last they reached the hulking shapes of their aeroplanes, looking incongruous in the wild surroundings even with the four others alongside. Bill decided that all the planes ought to be flown back at once, together, and so the passengers were divvied up, the prisoners and guards separate from the rescued parties.

The children went with Bill, of course, and Anatoly dived into that plane too, before anyone could order him elsewhere. He laughed as Lucy-Ann frightened Bill by asking about Martha, who turned out to be a hen and not a missing woman, and settled back in his seat satisfied that they had done a good job. Everyone had been rescued, all their enemies had been captured and with the exception of a few grazed knees and elbows everyone had come out of it unscathed.

I wonder how the old couple are doing?” Jack said, peering out his window to try to catch a glimpse of the other planes. “I bet they’ve never seen a plane up close, let alone flown in one!”

They’ll be all right,” Philip said confidently. “Bill told them to get on board and that everything would be fine, and they obviously think he’s some sort of god so they’ll have believed him.”

The first part of the flight was short, as they were to drop off the old couple not too far from the valley. There was no airstrip in or around Julius Muller’s village, so they hand to land on the outskirts of a nearby town. Only two planes landed, the one carrying the old couple and Bill’s while those containing the captives continued on for London.

Bill’s team had made some contact with Austrian officials beyond getting clearance to fly, though as always it had been full of vague statements and half-truths. As Britain had fought against the Nazis who had invaded Austria, it hadn’t been too difficult to persuade the Austrians to be helpful.

Upon landing the Austrian government was contacted, and some specialist officers were dispatched to collect the old couple and deliver them to Julius Muller. They would leave them to handle the matter of the treasure caves, but Bill knew that he would be keeping an eye on any developments.

That took up more than an hour of their time, though they used some of it to ensure the planes were refuelled and everyone could use the facilities to freshen up.

Bill seemed uneasy, Anatoly thought but he knew better than to voice the suggestion. Kind-hearted Lucy-Ann, however, had no such compunction and slipped her hand into Bill’s as he stood by the plane. “Is everything all right, Bill?”

He smiled at her. “I’ll be able to relax once I’ve dropped you off with your aunt,” he said. “Until then, I’ve no idea what trouble you’ll get yourselves into.”

Soon after they were all on board again, a head count was performed, and with everyone present and correct they took off once more, flying into the twilight on the last leg of their journey home.

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Malory Towers on TV – Episodes five and six

I’ve reviewed the series two episodes at a time so far, so you can read about episodes one and two, then three and four if you haven’t already.


Episode five

We open this episode with the girls playing lacrosse but Sally develops a stomach ache. Having read the books I immediately thought – “Aha! Her appendix!” She goes to the san with it and has a fever and feels sick too.

Darrell suggests they call Sally’s parents and her response is No keep your nose out of my business Darrell Rivers! I think Darrell is pretty confused by Sally’s switches in temperament, while I’m confused why they’ve made the girls such good friends so early in the series.

There’s a nice light-hearted interlude then where the girls practice the ‘California shuffle’, as taught to Irene by her cousins, in their common room.

Back to the tension – with Sally out of action it is Darrell as the first reserve player to take her place. This is great news for her, until she realises that the school they were supposed to play has had to pull out and instead they will be playing Darrel’s old school.

From this point on the episode diverges about as far from the book as possible as we deal with the mystery of how Darrell came to be expelled from her last school.

If you haven’t seen the episode I recommend you don’t read any further right now!

Darrell pretends to feel ill (or at least badly exaggerates) to get out of playing in the match, so she isn’t with the other girls when the St Hilda’s lot arrive.

I was actually really invested in this storyline so when watching I was excited to see the school bus from St Hilda’s pull up on the Malory Towers drive. Miss Gale, the teacher with them seemed very pleasant (at first) saying it’s always fun to see where a St Hilda’s girl ends up, and genuinely seems disappointed that Darrell won’t be playing – That’s a shame… we’d have loved to catch up. Actually, watching it back for the quotes I can see she’s faking, but on first watching I took it at face value.

Miss Gale and the team captain Penelope

Miss Grayling also seems to see through Miss Gale’s act and has the strained smile of someone faking politeness.

She also sees through Darrell’s illness and has a serious conversation with her about facing her fears.

Sometimes we make ourselves feel sick with worry, but Darrell, sometimes we have to face our fears. That’s how we find the courage to overcome them.

– Miss Grayling to Darrell

During the match Miss Potts and Miss Gale are the referees. I’d never really thought about referees before but it seems fair to have one from each school to help eliminate biases. Though I’d expect the Malory Towers referee to be the games mistress or captain not the first form teacher.

Anyway, it doesn’t help much here as Miss Gale reveals a clear bias against Darrell by making several unfair decisions against her. She also makes comments like same old Darrell, never admits to being in the wrong. At first Miss Potts doesn’t see the purported offense(s) and can’t really argue but later she stands up for Darrell even when Miss Gale is backed up by her team captain, Penelope.

The Malory Towers girls still manage to win at least, after adjusting their strategy.

Gwen, of course, has been scheming in the background and corners her cousin after the match. Her cousin is a girl called Joan who says she hasn’t (and won’t) tell Gwen what she wants to know because she’s mean. I like her cousin already!

Joan then says that Darrell is at Malory Towers because she needed a fresh start just like Gwen. I thought that perhaps Gwen had something dark in her background but Joan just explains it as Gwen needing to mix with other girls and have [her] corners knocked off, and some sense knocked in.

And then everything kicks off. The last decision Miss Gale made on the pitch wasn’t backed up by Penelope and the teacher absolutely turns on her after. She makes her do press ups as a punishment.

Stupid girl! You lost us this match… What was wrong with you today? Couldn’t see the ball? Hair in your eyes, was that it? I think I need to get the scissors out again.

It’s quite a nasty scene and it only gets nastier when Darrell turns up and has a serious go at Miss Gale. I totally get why she’s so mad and she’s absolutely right but my god she’s so mouthy and honestly I’d not be surprised if she’d been expelled purely for her mouth and temper.

 

Miss Gale reaches for Darrell who smacks her hand away and Gwen seeing this shouts for everyone to look as Darrell is attacking a teacher. And then – the big reveal! It turns out that Darrell pushed Miss Gale down the stairs. This is shouted loudly enough by Miss Gale for the whole lacrosse team to hear so the cat is well and truly out of the bag.

Miss Gale is so smug after telling everyone what Darrell apparently did

Anyway, Darrell shouts back and reveals that Miss Gale uses cutting girls’ hair off as a punishment. This is cleverly foreshadowed earlier in the episode when Penelope meets Darrell and Darrell comments (not unkindly) on her haircut which the other girls have been sniggering at. Penelope says she had it cut – you started a craze. Of course Darrell has shorter hair than most of the other girls but I never thought anything of it. Now I see it was Penelope’s way of saying ‘Miss Gale punished me too’ without anyone else understanding.

It looks like Darrell is in massive amounts of trouble but Miss Grayling firmly sends Miss Gale off with her girls, much to Miss Gale’s disgust. She says that she’s proud of Darrell for her outburst and that this is exactly what she mean when she told Darrell she needed to learn to use her temper for good.

I found that quite surprising as Darrell really let rip and, to many, would have shown Malory Towers in a bad light.

Later Miss Grayling says that she’s had Miss Gale fired after speaking to the head of St Hilda’s, and that she knows she is a bully. Seeing as she hovered protectively by Darrell and even put an arm around her when Miss Gale first comes face to face with her, I wonder if she knows Darrell’s whole side of the story? Yet when she asked Darrell why she didn’t tell her parents that Miss Gale was a bully it was in a way that sounds like she didn’t know.

I do wonder if that’s going to be the end of Miss Gale, though. She seems the vindictive type.

Darrell gets a minor punishment for not telling her team about her problems with miss Gale, but all the girls band together to clean the lacrosse boots before she gets to them which is a lovely moment.


Episode six

This is a mixed bag of an episode with lots going on and I was quite baffled by the end of it on first viewing.

Firstly we have Gwen trying to get out of doing the exam by suggesting it will look bad upon Miss Potts as the teacher should she, Gwen, fail it. Obviously Miss Potts sees right through that idea.

Then it’s Alicia’s birthday and she gets a huge hamper sent to her which is quickly confiscated by Matron. In order to steal it back before the contents are eaten, Jean pretends to get her finger stuck in the bed spring. While Matron is rescuing her (she has in fact actually got her finger stuck she was trying so hard to pretend…) Darrell and Alicia sneak down to Matron’s room and leave Irene on lookout.

They don’t hunt very hard as they’re too busy talking clearly for the camera but we get a little insight into Alicia’s background as she says that she only sees her parents once a year as she’s “full board”. That’s entirely new as the Alicia of the books saw her brothers and cousin June regularly in the school holidays and presumably her parents too. There’s no mention of any girls doing “full board” at Malory Towers in fact. Which holiday does she get to go home for, then, I wonder?

Thinking about Harry Potter, Harry has stayed for a lot of holidays (his choice) but always had to go home for summer. A young Tom Riddle once asked to stay all-year round but was told he had to at least go home for the summer, which is obviously the longest holiday.

Either way it’s a long, long time to spend at school and I wonder if they are leading to anything with that admission.

Anyway, they find the hamper eventually and rather than take the basket grab as much as they can carry (surely Matron will notice the lack of contents though!) and nearly get caught as Irene finally displays a bit of her book-personality and has started singing a tune in the hall and is so distracted she doesn’t see Matron until it’s almost too late.

Irene composes a tune

They plan a midnight feast even though it’s the night before the exam – surely they would have been much better doing it the night after! Initially Darrell refuses to go because she knows she will be too tired to do well at the exam otherwise but gives into peer pressure in the end.

In the books we see Betty now and again, she is Alicia’s friend from another tower. We don’t see her here but she is in the san overnight, faking illness to prevent matron from sleeping in Alicia’s dorm room again. Very selfless of Betty, I might say!

Irene, being the clumsy girl of the story makes a bit of a racket and they end up hiding in Miss Grayling’s study as strangely it has been left unlocked.

I thought we might get a farce ala Mam’zelle from St Clare’s but no, she just locks them in the study as she checks for the source of the noise.

They naturally look for a spare key and Darrell finds the exam in the desk drawer. She stares at it for a while, obviously considering looking, and when Gwen sees it she demands to look. Everyone says they can’t as cheating is vile, but before they can say much more they hear someone shouting OWWWW  in the hall outside.

It’s Emily, who either wasn’t invited to the feast or didn’t want to come, that was never explained. Her excuse is that she was coming to warn them about Matron (far too late) and then saw a hooded figure and fell. Something about the way she said all that made me doubt her honesty. Something funny is going on there!

Meanwhile Gwen has slid back into the study (three guesses why!).

The girls make it to bed about 3am (I felt exhausted just thinking about that…) and yet are up for their exam the next day. Miss Grayling discovers her desk is all untidy and the exam is still sitting out. How foolish of them, and particularly Gwen, to have left it like that. (The half eaten sweet in particular…)

It’s so obvious that someone has been looking at the exam so Miss Potts delays it by a few hours. I expected that there would be a different set of questions, and I was right. She also speaks very sternly to the girls. Cheating will not be tolerated at Malory Towers.

Darrell goes to Miss Potts and admits she was in the study but didn’t look at the exam. Perhaps she doesn’t know that Gwen has looked at it. She blatantly lies, however, and says that nobody else was in the study with her. Not very Blyton like!

The other girls are eavesdropping at the door and literally fall into the room where they tell the truth about having been there too (albeit reluctantly on Gwen’s part). None of the girls seem to have put two and to together – Gwen wanted to cheat, Gwen was the last one back to the dorm by a significant time, Gwen was suddenly confident she was going to ace the exam… though Miss Potts gives Gwen a hard look.

Smug Gwen is smug


Some random thoughts

Despite that being over 2,000 words I have a few more!

At times it isn’t Matron working in the San, it’s Margaret. I’m not entirely sure who Margaret is. In the books there is a Matron for each house who looks after the girls and their laundry etc and a different Matron who manages the San.

The Sally situation had me confused for a while. I thought it was leading to the appendix drama but then it seemed not as she recovered. I have now seen the advert for a later episode called The Push where Sally is taken ill so I assume that she will become more ill again. As a side note Matron would never have let Sally watch the lacrosse match in case she was contagious, and she galivants around the school in her dressing-gown a lot for a sick girl.

The war is hinted at a couple of times. Mary-Lou remarks that a chocolate bar would be worth two week’s ration coupons implying that rationing is still on-going, and they are in awe at seeing bananas in Miss Grayling’s study. If this is set in 1946 the year the book was published then it’s just a year after the war ended, and rationing would still be in place (sugar was one of the last to stop). The girls would have been around 4 when the war started and so would probably remember having had bananas before. I’m not sure how quickly everything went back to normal post-war, but the coastline looks remarkably clear. The school would probably have been commandeered by the military or at the very least closed for the duration given its coastal location and closeness to France. I think that’s why Blyton simply ignored the war when she wrote the book!


What did I think?

These episodes definitely depart from the book. For the most part, though, it is done well. The situation with Miss Gale is all done very cleverly with lots of foreshadowing and it’s only watching it for the second time that I was able to take it all in. Similarly the midnight feast/cheating/exam fiasco was clearer the second time around.

I still have some questions about who know what and so on but I hope more of that will become clear in future episodes.

It was good to see more of Irene though she is not quite the girl I love from the books. We are at least getting a hint of her musical inclinations and she says that she’s never allowed to join in the sneaking around type activities because of what she’s like, by which I assume she meant clumsy and forgetful which is totally Irene.

Despite the storylines not always matching up it does stay pretty true to the feel of the books and I’m looking forward to seeing more.

Next post – Malory Towers on TV – episodes seven and eight

 

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