First Term at Malory Towers – How has Blyton’s original text fared in a modern edition? part 7

Thankfully this week I hadn’t lost either copy of the books so I was able to jump right back in with comparing them.

Earlier posts are here: parts one, two, three, four, and five.


CHAPTER FIFTEEN: A SUDDEN QUARREL

We’re back on the good old slapping problem again, from quite early in this chapter. Emily tell the Riverses that Darrell just gave a most exasperating girl some jolly good slaps in the pool. You could almost hear them up at the towers. This is changed to a jolly good shaking and  You could almost hear her squeals up at the towers. Likewise when she mentions how We’ve all wanted to do a bit of slapping where that particular girl is concerned it also becomes a bit of shaking. Alicia’s reference to slapping, when she asks Darrell what she did to Sally, also becomes shaking. At least they are being consistent within the chapter.

As usual queer is removed every time it appears. It gets traded for peculiar, strange, odd and strange again which is quite normal. But when Darrell smacks her hand down on the piano keys, a queer sound of clashing notes becomes a discordant sound of clashing notes. I’m fairly sure discordant and clashing mean the same thing though. It’d be like saying a loud sound of noisy notes. Sort of superfluous when they could have just gone with strange or odd again.

An editing mistake has crept into this chapter though as they’ve formatted two paragraphs together, violating that age old ‘new speaker needs new line’ rule. (Incidentally how many of you had NSNNL written on your work at school?)

In the hardback there is an illustration of the scene where Darrell pushes Sally over, but there’s none at all for the chapter in the paperback. As an aside, I’m glad the update didn’t try to tone down that scene, it just wouldn’t work as a scolding or a shaking!

Darrell pushes Sally Stanley Lloyd


CHAPTER SIXTEEN: A BAD TIME FOR DARRELL

We become a bit inconsistent now, as the hyphen in bed-time gets removed, but only in one instance, and Darrell thinks that Miss Grayling would hear about her scolding Gwendoline, rather than shaking her as the last chapter referred to.

As probably mentioned before the San. has become simply the san, consistently. More queers have been cut, becoming strange, peculiar and odd.

And lastly, instead of Sally’s people being telegraphed for, they are simply sent for. (Never mind that the phrase her people is probably about as out of date as the telegraph.)


CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: A WONDERFUL SURPRISE

There are mostly small changes in this chapter, but a fair number of them. As always queer is lost and becomes odd, peculiar and strange (twice). Almost makes you long for a phantasmagorical or two (see here for an explanation that still might not make sense.)

Worth-while becomes worth-while, and Miss Grayling’s drawing-room becomes her sitting-room instead. Gay,as in Sally being merry and gay is changed to merry and happy, which although blander is certainly more politically correct.

Lastly, when Miss Grayling reads Darrell’s letter and comments that There is something puzzling here – where the is is italicized in the text – the italics are lost in the paperback. Originally it is clear that the head mistress is agreeing with Sally’s mother that the letter is odd and worrying, in the update she is just saying that it is odd.

This is one of the rare chapters where there are ‘matching’ illustrations. On the left by Stanley Lloyd and the right by Jenny Chapple. Chapple’s Darrell is how I imagine her, even now I have to say. Unfortunately her depiction doesn’t quite match the text as Darrell is sitting on a window-seat in this scene and then jumps off to move through the curtains, shouting on her father. I do wonder, also, why Darrell would have put on a hair ribbon or hair band when she snuck out of her dorm in the middle of the night. It’s certainly not in the text.


I count that as 7 unique changes so we are not at 74 in total. Not many chapters to go, so I wonder if we will reach a hundred by the end?

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The Rosewood Mystery by Cathy, chapter 8

ALL RATHER PECULIAR

But much to the children’s disappointment, they could not go out that night to go up to the old house, for the hot sticky afternoon saw the arrival of some very black clouds around tea-time, and they were forced to run inside with the tea things as buckets of rain hammered down.

“I love a good storm,” said Diana, standing at the patio doors to watch. It was still very hot, and Miss Pepper had left the patio doors open to let some air in, and it was lovely to sit in the sitting room and hear and see the rain splashing down on the parched garden.

“Well, that puts a stop on our night expedition,” Snubby grumbled from the window seat. “Dash it, I was really hoping to see something exciting.”

“Well we can still all watch for the light,” Roger said. “It might flash again, you never know.”

Late that night, after Miss Pepper had been asleep for some time, the children all crept into Diana’s room to watch for the light. Snubby tripped over Loony in the dark and fell into a chest of drawers. That set everyone off giggling and Diana hurriedly tried to shush everyone, as her room was next to Miss Pepper’s. After that, everything seemed funny, and all the children had fits of giggles at nothing. Thankfully Miss Pepper was sound asleep and didn’t wake at all, although even if she had have done, the loudest noise would have been the rain outside her open window.

The children watched for almost three hours but no light flashed. It was rather disappointing. Snubby began to yawn.

“Well, nothing doing,” he said, patting Loony, who was asleep on his lap. “May as well go back to bed.”

“I don’t like to go yet,” Roger said. “You can bet your life that as soon as we go, it will start.”

“Well I’m not sleepy, I’ll sit up a bit longer, and if it starts, I’ll come and get you,” said Diana.

“Suits me,” Snubby got up and promptly tripped over Loony again, who seemed to become invisible in the darkness of the room. “Come on, Loony dog – bed!”

“I’ll sit with you for a bit,” said Barney. “You never know – we might see something.”

Roger followed Snubby, leaving Diana and Barney settled at opposite ends of the windowseat.

“Maybe no-one is out in this awful rain,” said Diana. “Perhaps the rain makes it difficult to signal.”

Barney and Diana eventually fell asleep where they were sat. They slept for an hour or so, until Miranda woke Barney up by pulling at his pyjamas. She chattered very quietly in his ear and then whimpered a little. Barney stroked her in surprise. What was wrong? She seemed frightened.

His first thought was to look out of the window to see if she had seen the light. The rain was still splashing down, and the hill was in darkness. No light came from the manor. Barney sat and watched for a few minutes, cuddling Miranda, who still whimpered a little and seemed very uneasy. He wondered whether to wake Diana. She looked quite cosy, cuddled up against a pile of cushions, with a rug round her shoulders.

Suddenly, Barney sat up straight. Had he heard a noise? He could have sworn he had heard some kind of small noise in the house. He couldn’t even make out what it had been, just some kind of far-off clunk or bump or bang. He listened, waiting for it to come again. It didn’t.

He got softly up from the windowseat and stood, listening again. His movement woke Diana, who stared sleepily round and realised that she was still on the windowseat.

“Gosh!” she whispered. “How long have we….”

“Ssshh!” Barney whispered.

Diana stared at him and got up quietly. She came to stand beside him and looked at his serious blue eyes questioningly. He put his finger to his lips and pointed to the door.

“I thought I heard something,” he said. They both crept to the bedroom door and opened it a crack. They listened for a couple of minutes but heard nothing. The house was still and silent.

“Maybe it was Loony,” whispered Diana. “Maybe he’s awake.”

“Stay here,” Barney crept out of the room and across the dark landing to Roger and Snubby’s room. He pushed open the door and peeped round. Roger was curled up asleep in bed, and so was Snubby. All that was visible was the top of his red hair, and Loony was curled up against the curve of his chest and stomach, also fast asleep. He didn’t even stir when Barney peeped in.

Diana, waiting by her door, suddenly thought that she heard something too. Some sort of bump that sounded as if it was downstairs somewhere. She wanted to go to Barney but was too scared to cross the dark landing and creep down the passage to Roger’s room. She heard Barney tiptoeing back and beckoned him quickly.

“I heard something downstairs!” she whispered urgently. “A bump or something! Oh Barney – is it burglars?”

Barney stood and debated what to do. He was puzzled as to how anyone could have broken in without making a noise and waking everyone up. Miss Pepper was always very particular about locking everything securely at night, and the last thing she did every night before coming up to bed was to go round and double check all the doors and windows downstairs.

Another very small bump made Diana almost jump out of her skin and clutch at Barney.

“There’s someone down there!” she hissed. “Barney – what shall we do? What if they come upstairs?”

“I’ll go down and see,” said Barney bravely. “Go back to your room.”

“Oh no – I couldn’t!” Diana said, feeling terrified at the thought of waiting in her room alone while Barney crept about looking for burglars. “I’m coming with you!”

They crept to the top of the stairs and listened. All was silent again. Barney slowly went down one or two steps, with Diana clinging onto his arm. Miranda was on Barney’s shoulder, quite silent. She could sense that Barney and Diana felt frightened.

Diana’s heart was pounding so loud that she was sure that any burglar would hear it. They reached the bottom of the stairs and stood quietly, pressing themselves into the shadows of a big thick velvet curtain that hung there. There was absolutely no sound anywhere. Diana hated the thought that someone else might be standing there quietly too, listening for them. The longer they stood there, the more she felt that there was someone else nearby, quietly waiting.

Barney silently pointed to the sitting room and they tiptoed to the door and pressed themselves flat against the wall. They stood there for a moment, then Barney peeped his head round the doorframe. The rain clouds had cleared a little and a bit of moonlight lit up the sitting room through the patio doors. There was no-one there. Barney quickly pulled Diana into the sitting room with him and made a very quick search behind all the chairs and sofa, to make sure there was no-one hiding. He tripped over a rug on his way round and almost fell into a chair. Diana’s hand flew to her mouth to stop herself gasping. Barney put his thumb up to show that all was OK in the sitting room. He crept back to Diana and whispered in her ear.

“No-one in here. Let’s check the dining room.”

They crept across the hall. Diana still felt as if there was someone there somewhere, perhaps dodging about from room to room to avoid them as they searched. It was a horrible feeling, and she clung to Barney so hard that it hurt him. But he didn’t say anything. He knew she was scared and he couldn’t blame her. It wasn’t nice, creeping about in the dark when someone else might be hiding nearby.

The dining room was empty too. They checked the kitchen and larder quickly. Nothing there either.

Miranda began to chatter, and Diana shushed her at once.

“No – it’s OK!” said Barney suddenly. “She’s not frightened anymore, look! She’s chattering normally. She knows there’s no-one here.”

Barney switched on the light. Then he went out into the hall and switched on the light there too. Then they went back into the sitting room and did the same. It felt so much better with the lights on. Diana heaved a sigh of relief.

“What if they’ve crept upstairs while we were in the sitting room?” she whispered. “They might have been hiding in the dining room.”

“I think Loony would have woken up and barked,” said Barney. “But let’s go and see.”

Diana thought that Barney was wonderful. So brave – he seemed to think nothing of creeping round the house like this! They crept back upstairs. Thankfully there were only the bedrooms and bathroom to search up there. The bathroom was quite empty. Diana began to feel a little less uneasy now. No-one could possibly have gone into Roger’s room without waking Loony up. Barney quickly checked his room and Diana’s, then left Diana at her bedroom door while he peeped into Miss Pepper’s room. Finally they checked Roger’s room, and the two boys were exactly as they had been before. Even Loony hadn’t budged!

“How mysterious,” Diana said. “We both heard those noises, and yet there’s certainly no-one in the house!”

“Let’s go and check the doors and windows,” Barney said. “Then we’ll have a cup of cocoa or something.”

The two of them went back downstairs to the brightly lit rooms. They went round and examined every door and window, but there was nothing out of place, nothing broken, and nothing unlocked.

“It gets stranger and stranger!” said Barney. “No-one ould possibly have got in through any of these doors! They’re all locked and fastened!”

“And look – the keys are in all the locks!” said Diana. “So even if someone had a spare key, they couldn’t possibly unlock the doors from outside – the key wouldn’t go in because there is a key in this side!”

“You’re right,” Barney said, rubbing his chin in a puzzed manner. “Diana – could we possibly have imagined those noises? Maybe the first noise was outside and we imagined the rest because we were so scared?”

Diana had to admit, now they were standing in the bright, warm light, and all the doors and windows were clearly locked, it did seem a little unbelievable that anyone could have been in the house.

“Well, perhaps,” she said. “I don’t know.”

Barney was looking out of the patio doors and suddenly exclaimed.

“Look! The shed door is swinging open – maybe that’s what we heard, maybe it banged a little in the stormy breeze?”

Diana was just straightening out the rug that Barney had tripped over, then she joined him at the window.

“Yes! It could have been!” she said. “I noticed earlier that Miss Pepper had left it ajar! I believe you’re right, Barney!”

The two of them felt a great sense of relief at this. The more they thought about it, the more it seemed as if that was the answer. That was why the noises sounded muffled and they couldn’t quite tell where they came from – they were outside in the garden!

Barney made them a mug of cocoa and they took it upstairs with them. Diana sat in Barney’s room with him while they drank, then she crept back to her own room and got into bed. She no longer felt scared. Only rather chilly and a bit sleepy now. She cuddled down under her duvet and listened to a couple of owls for a few minutes before she fell fast asleep. Barney lay awake for a while, cuddling Miranda. He was almost completely sure that the noise had been the door of the garden shed. But why had Miranda been so frightened?

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Whit Monday

It’s Whit Monday and I feel it’s time for some confessions. Of a book-buying nature, of course. My books from my trip down south arrived last week, and I had an exciting five minutes going through them all and remembering what I’d bought!

So for your vicarious joy, here are some of my new books.

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First are the radio plays of three of Malcolm Saville’s Lone Pine books, Mystery at Witchend, Seven White Gates and The Gay Dophin Adventure. 

Then my new Noddy books. #10, You Funny Little Noddy (£4),#14 N0ddy and the Bumpy Dog (£1), #15 Do Look Out Noddy! (£1) and #18 Noddy Goes to Sea (£2). The cheaper ones are rather tatty and lack dustjackets but at that price I’m not complaining. There were several more for £4-£5 but I was conscious of having to get them home so I did the sensible (and dull) thing of walking away!

Lastly, the McDonald’s Secret Seven stories (still in their plastic, so sorry for the glare!) L-R Hurry Secret Seven, Hurry!, Adventure on the Way Home, Where are the Secret Seven? and The Secret of Old Mill. I bought one myself in a McDonald’s (though the girl behind the counter didn’t have a clue what I was talking about at first, maybe it was the accent?) and the others were kindly given to me by Su as she had duplicates.

DSCN6472I also got Kits at Clyton Court School by May Wynne (£2 from Francis) and The Story of the Treasure Seekers by E Nesbit (£3).

Edited to add: Would you believe I forgot about two of my new books? Two of the Famous Five adventure games which as you can see, cost me £3 each. The Secret of the Airfield which seems to be missing the cards, and The Wailing Lighthouse which has never been opened by the looks of it.

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Oh, and a handful of Nancy Drew paperbacks and Madame Doubtfire by Anne Fine but I’m sure you’re bored of looking at my books already.

So, down to business. Wednesday will be Cathy’s Barney Mysteries fic, Friday we’ll be back at Malory Towers to see what changes have been made to the text and Sunday will be a surprise from Stef.

I happened to catch the blog at this point last night:

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62,000 views exactly.

Our photo blog has been running a week as of today, so if you haven’t already don’t forget to take a look!

 

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The Missing Papers: A St Andrews Adventure, chapter 22


Chapter 22

Julian darted up through the hole, torch in hand. He swung the beam around until it picked out Sally, hands tied together in her lap, ankles bound and gagged, laying full length on the cold wooden floor. Julian was by her in a shot, sitting her up as the wind whipped around them. He rested her head against his shoulder, and pulled her gag off before reaching for his pocket knife. Sally sobbed against his shoulder as he deftly cut the bonds around her hands and ankles.

“It’s all right,” he called down to David and Darrell. “She’s here! Don’t come up, I’ll bring her down in a second. Better get that hot chocolate ready Darrell.”

Julian rubbed Sally’s back as her hands clutched at his jacket.

“It’s all right,” he whispered against her hair, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “We’re here, we’ve got you.” He wrapped his arms around her, trying to keep her warm as she sobbed uncontrollably for a few moments.

“Someone pass me that blanket will you?” Julian called after a moment. David’s head popped up through the hole and passed the blanket to Julian, who promptly tucked it around Sally.

“Good to have you back Sally,” David said, before disappearing back down the hole.

Sally managed a small laugh as she clung to Julian. Julian looked out over St Andrews; it was quite a view from up here that was for sure, but the wind was whipping up a storm and he was sure that he could feel raindrops against his skin, coming through the windows.

He looked down at Sally, who for him rivalled the magnificence of St Andrews from this vantage point.

“Do you think you might be well enough to get down that step ladder, out of the elements for some warm hot chocolate and some food?” Julian asked her softly.

“Not in the slightest,” Sally said, her teeth chattering. “But I’ll try.”

“That’s a girl,” Julian said warmly. He pulled back from her to stand up, and then carefully helped her to her feet. The wind whipping around them threatened to through them off balance. This would have certainly meant that they would have tumbled through the glassless windows.

“David!” Julian called down to his friend. “We’re coming down, but you’ll have to give Sally a hand down.”

“Righto! Ready and waiting,” David called back up to him. Julian helped Sally hobble to the trap door.

“Sit on the side here,” Julian shouted over the wind as it picked up. “I’ll lower you down and David can catch you from below.”

Sally turned to face him, her hair whipping over her face. She didn’t say anything but pressed a kiss to his cheek. Julian felt the blush spread over his face. He helped Sally sit down on the edge of the trap door. She had been shaken up too much for Julian to be prepared to let her walk down the ladder on her own.

Julian took the Sally’s weight as he prepared to lower her down, his recently unbound shoulder protesting at being asked to support so much extra weight, but Julian ignored it.

“Got her!” David called a second later, and Julian felt Sally slip away from him.

David smiled at Sally as he gently dropped her to the floor. “You had us worried there!” he told her, with a wink. “It was only because Julian is as good as sniffer dog that we found you!”

He didn’t get a reply as Darrell had flung herself on Sally and the two of them were almost sobbing by the time Julian came down the ladder.

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My Fourth Noddy Book: You Funny Little Noddy

I have some new Noddy books now, ones I bought in Alton the other week. I picked them up from the Post Office this afternoon, just in time to read and review for the blog.

I’ll continue trying to do them in chronological order (not easy when it’s random ones I’ve bought) but the next in the series that I have is #10 You Funny Little Noddy! 

I paid £4 for it, which wasn’t bad at all as it’s in a nice condition and has a complete dustjacket. As with all Noddy books there’s no date inside though I know it’s not a first. The dustjacket is a different colour from the first edition and the back flap of the dustjacket differs too.

The first edition with lilac boards. Mine is a pale peach colour.

The first edition with lilac boards. Mine is a pale peach colour.

This time Peter Wienk is the illustrator (the others I’ve reviewed were by Harmsen Van der Beek and Mary Brook.)


THE STORY

This story opens with Noddy waking up to find it is pouring with rain. The milkman thinks he will get plenty of business in his car because of the weather (which sounds sensible until you remember Noddy’s car has no roof and his passengers will get just as wet presumably) so the little man hurries to get ready. Big Ears turns up and gives him an old mac which is rather too big and so he sets off looking for customers.

Between his over-sized mac and some irritating customers Noddy is soon in trouble, knocking over a lamppost and a postbox, both incidents unfortunately witnessed by Mr Plod who seems to be a very effective policeman in terms of being everywhere at once. He believes Noddy to be misbehaving though and demands he pays fines for the things he has knocked over.

Mr Plod just keeps on turning up – he’s around when an umbrella wielding passenger makes Noddy crash into a fruit stall and again when Noddy tries to cheer himself up by splashing his car through the puddles and accidentally soaks Mr and Mrs Jumbo. After that it goes down in Mr Plod’s little notebook that Noddy is due one good spanking (bet that becomes a scolding in the reprints!)

Noddy is so upset he runs away, putting his wet and non-jingling hat in his pocket as he goes.

Wouldn't you run away if these two were angry at you?

Wouldn’t you run away if these two were angry at you?

His car drives itself to Big Ears who gets worried and goes to see Mr Plod in the morning. The police man is quite worried himself and admits he now knows Noddy wasn’t to blame for all the incidents of the previous day.

Mr Plod puts out notices at all four roads out of the village, which read;

LOST. LITTLE NODDY

DRESSED IN BLUE HAT WITH BELL, RED SHIRT, BLUE SHORTS AND RED SHOES WITH BLUE LACES. YELLOW SCARF. A REWARD WILL BE GIVEN FOR ANY NEWS.

Funnily though, nobody comes forward with any news. Can you guess why?

Noddy ends up in Clockwork Car Town and earns himself some money winding up the cars there. He gets invited to a big car race later that day and goes along, ending up driving one of the cars when the driver is too shaky and nervous to compete himself. He wins, and is given half the prize money. Being the kind hearted soul he is he decides to use the money to make up for all the trouble he caused that morning. After he has treated himself to three ice creams of course!

He takes the train home, riding on the engine, and goes straight to the police station. Everyone is there, and they’re so very glad to see him back in once piece that there’s quite the celebration.

A quintessential Noddy scene complete with a golliwog.

A quintessential Noddy scene complete with a golliwog.


I thought the plot was fairly similar to Noddy and His Car, as Noddy drives about and gets into trouble in that too, and then I realised all the Noddy books I’ve read so far involve Noddy accidentally getting into trouble or getting blamed for something he didn’t do.

Still, it was a nice, short read and an enjoyable instalment in the series. I hope, though, that there is a different type of plot to some of the other books or they might all start to feel too ‘samey’.

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Five Go Underground by Laura

I was always fascinated by the Famous Five stories that involved caves in some way or another when I read them as a child and again as an adult. And I wasn’t the only one – I used to work as a cave guide (my childhood catching up with me?) and a colleague and fellow Blyton enthusiast remarked on how many of her books featured caves.

I could think of a couple, but he went on to list at least six others and he was sure there were more than that. And that was before we even looked at her other series, such as the Adventurous Four, the Adventure series and even the Faraway Tree.

I decided to go through the list and found that sixteen of the Famous Five books featured caves (including the first seven books). For argument’s sake I decided to include secret passages if they went underground:

Five on a Treasure Island (#1)– right from the beginning of the series, we see the children and Timmy heading underground. This time it’s exploring the dungeons of Kirrin Island, described by George as the most rambling spread-out maze of caves I’ve ever known.

The Five find one of the entrances to the dungeons on Kirrin Island

The Five find one of the entrances to the dungeons on Kirrin Island

Five Go Adventuring Again (#2) – after spending a good part of the book searching for the secret way, the Five set off down it. It’s never mentioned whether the rocky, narrow passage is natural or was made by someone long ago, one of George’s ancestors perhaps, but I’ll count it for now.

Five Run Away Together (#3) – the Five return to Kirrin Island and this time, along with the spooky dungeons, there’s a cave near the sea that they’re using as a hidey-hole. Even though it’s one of ones that’s the most exposed to daylight, it’s still one of my favourites – it sounded like the perfect camping spot to me

Five Go to Smuggler’s Top (#4) – the hill below Smuggler’s Top is riddled with tunnels that people have been lost in and never heard of again. So of course the children, Timmy and even Uncle Quentin end up down there.

George misses her footing on her way down into the catacombs

George misses her footing on her way down into the catacombs

Five Go Off in a Caravan (#5) – I didn’t remember the cave in this one at first, but there’s a mysterious hole under a caravan that leads to an immense cave. I won’t mention what’s in the cave in case anyone hasn’t read it.

Five on Kirrin Island Again (#6) – almost every trip to the island seems to involve the dungeons in one way or another (I think the only exceptions are the quick visits in Five Have Plenty of Fun and Five Are Together Again). And this time there’s a new entrance to be explored.

Five Go Off to Camp (#7) – Anne’s ‘volcano’ turns out to be related to the train tunnels that run underneath the moor… and the spook trains that run through them. Train tunnels are a bit of a stretch, but they’re still underground.

Five Fall Into Adventure (#9) – this was another one where I didn’t remember the existence of a cave in the cliffs Jo leads the boys to. It doesn’t play a huge role in the book, but it does deserve to be included on the list.

Five Go Down to the Sea (#12)– when the Five go to see where a strange light is coming from, they find their way into a secret wrecker’s passage and end up locked in a cave. Natural or man-made, they seem to make excellent prisons.

The Five are caught in the wrecker's way

The Five are caught in the wrecker’s way

Five Go to Mystery Moor (#13) – after getting lost on the moor, Anne and George are caught and held prisoner in a cave. Luckily Timmy is around, as he is often the only one who can safely find the way in and out.

Five on a Secret Trail (#15) – not far from Kirrin Cottage is another network of tunnels, caves and underground streams; these ones might have even been used back in Roman times.

Five Go to Billycock Hill (#16) – this is one of the first Famous Five books my friend mentioned with reference to caves; these ones have roped ways and warning signs about losing your way in the unroped tunnels.

The Five are frightened out of the caves

The Five are frightened out of the caves

Five Get Into a Fix (#17) – this is one of the more dangerous caves that the Five venture into, not because of the risk of losing their way but the underground river. The easiest way in is via a pot-hole on the moors, known to their friend Aily.

Five on Finniston Farm (#18) – there’s another secret passage in this book, running between the cellars of an old castle (which is long since gone, leaving almost no trace) and the old chapel. Natural or man-made? Hard to tell.

Five Go to Demon’s Rocks (#19)– this was another of the caves I remembered well; the network of caves running under Demon’s Rocks that were once used by smugglers and are extremely dangerous when the tide starts to come in.

Five Have a Mystery to Solve (#20) – the first sign of the underground caves on Whispering Island is when Dick looks through a small window in the well. Then the Five and Wilfred find their way to the bottom of the Wailing Cliffs and into the caves and underground rooms.

Sixteen books that feature caves and underground passages! That’s certainly more than either of us remembered – or any of my family guessed when I told them I was counting.

Maybe it goes some way towards explaining why people find caves so exciting and mysterious.

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First Monday in June

Gosh this year is going so fast. We’re in JUNE already – now that is scary!

So this week we have a new contributor, Laura with a very specific catalogue of Famous Five caving locations!

Fiona is going to (hopefully) do another Noddy book, assuming I send them in time (I still haven’t managed to send her the books she brought when she was down with me a couple of weeks ago).

I don’t know what I shall do, maybe a review of the O’Sullivan twins if I get around to reading it, or another review entirely. I also might favour you with another Character examination; if you remember I’ve already looked at Timmy, and Bill Robinson from Malory Towers. Now I’ve almost come to the end of The Missing Papers, it seems I won’t be able to fall back on my story when I haven’t had the time to blog! Oh dear! Still I’m sure I’ll manage something!

So I shall leave you with some more pictures from the day out at Old Thatch that Fiona and I took with the Enid Blyton society, and because people have been wondering about where all the people are in my pictures, I shall include some! Also don’t forget to go over to Two Points of View, to see some more of our pictures!

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First Term at Malory Towers – How has Blyton’s original text fared in a modern edition? part 5

After a lengthy search I* managed to find my two copies of First Term at Malory Towers (I was in a bit of a panic actually as I didn’t have anything lined up.) *Ok, I found one and Ewan found the other. I really must put them somewhere safe when I’m done tonight. So I’m carrying on from where I left off last time, with chapter 11 onwards.

Earlier chapters can be seen here, with parts one, two, three and four.


CHAPTER ELEVEN: THE SPIDER AFFAIR

Very little to write about for this chapter, there’s only one new change in fact. Leant becomes leaned. This is quite a common type of change, we’ve had leapt changed to leaped earlier in the book, and I’m sure there were some similar examples in the first Famous Five book. Both are correct, though the -ed ending appears to be more common now.

There’s one illustration in this chapter, in both books, and this time the illustrators have depicted the same scene – the spider crawling up Gwendoline’s leg (though in the hardback this is put a page or two before it actually happens.)

I think they were both good. They both convey plenty of movement though perhaps Lloyd captures more of the fear on Gwen’s face – and I love the flying plait.


CHAPTER TWELVE: SHARP WORDS

Slightly more to say about this chapter, I admit I was getting worried the editor had gone lazy on us.

Another reference to spanking is removed, despite it being theoretical and not practical. Miss Potts tells Gwendoline that she and her school friends had a very good punishment for sneaks. All the girls in the sneak’s dormy gave her one good spank with the back of a hair-brush. This is to deter her from being a sneak of course. It gets updated to the sneak’s dormy giving her a terrible scolding. Not quite the same deterrent is it?

Queer of course gets changed, twice to strange and once to odd. Originally Darrell sank down on to a form, which becomes a bench. I’m not sure I know exactly what a form is, though from the context I’d assume it meant a chair, bench or something similar and not a class of girls. Presumably it has been changed as other modern children aren’t familiar with the word either.

Lastly, in the hardback it is said, Not Alicia. Alicia wouldn’t do a thing like that. But Somebody. In this case somebody has a capital letter as it’s a particular somebody and this is being emphasised. Typically a capital there would be incorrect, but as this is stylistic I feel it’s perfectly fine. The paperback’s editor didn’t agree and has removed the capital letter.


 CHAPTER THIRTEEN: HALF-TERM AT LAST!

There’s only one very minor change here. Hie, Sally! becomes Hi! Sally. We saw this in the Famous Five too, and I’ve always maintained that hie and hi are not interchangeable. Hie means oi, hey, you there! or something similar whereas hi is simply short short hello.

Originally there was an illustration with this chapter, of Darrell speaking with Miss Potts (who is younger and thinner than I always imagine) about her place in the form but there is none in the paperback.


CHAPTER FOURTEEN: A REALLY LOVELY DAY

It seems the editor was saving himself for this chapter!

Lots of things are modernised, most of which seem pointless.

Darrell’s father’s driving gets cut twice – She soon saw her father’s plain black car which he drove himself becomes her father in his black car. Possibly this is because Blyton meant something like instead of being chauffeur driven, which is pretty uncommon these days. Though, really, nowadays it could be read that he’s driving rather than his wife, women drivers being much more common now than they would have been then.

Then, Darrell’s greeting to him, Hallo Daddy – did you drive all the way down? is cut to just Hallo Daddy. Poor Mr Rivers, as his wife gets a much more personal greeting. I really can’t see why this is cut.

Swimming-match is updating twice to simply swimming, though again, I can’t see why that’s necessary, and swimming-sports becomes swimming competition.

Gwendoline is no longer a real muff at all games, rather she is a chump, and instead of Darrell saying Gwendoline has been stuffing you up, she is now having you on. I can see why muff has been removed as it has much less savoury connotations now, but the other change seems silly as Mary-Lou thinks something about Gwen stuffing her people with lies earlier on.

Lastly, Mr River thinks Darrell looks ‘on top of the world’, the quotes showing it is a thought, but like earlier in the book the quotation marks are removed.


I count that as 11 unique changes (I’ve not counted the queers for example) so it is now 67 in total. The next chapter is an exciting one so I’m looking forward to reading it, and seeing how it is altered, if at all!

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Secret Seven books at McDonald’s by Su, part 1

McDonald’s have teamed up with Hachette (the company licenced to print Enid Blyton books) to offer a series of exclusive Secret Seven books.

There are six small books, each containing a Secret Seven short story. They have coloured illustrations by Tony Ross and one is given away free with every Happy Meal.  Two were available from 30th April – 6th May then another two 7th May – 13th May, then all the books from 14th May- 2nd June.  On the Happy Meal box there is also the option to buy two books for £1 each, instead of the RRP of £5.99, from W H Smiths (in the UK). These books are The Secret Seven and Five and a Half Term Adventure. The six small books are available to buy on their own, without a purchase of a happy meal, for 99p but if you want to get the additional books for £1 from WHSmiths, the tokens are only available on the happy meal boxes.

I have been going to McDonald’s a little bit more regularly, for which the kids are eternally grateful and I now have all the books in the set.  I wondered how much the language has been changed and whether there have been any other changes as Hodder have stated that they have updated the books for the new generation of children. The Daily Mail states that the aim, according to Marlene Johnson, managing director of Hachette’s children’s books division, is to catapult Blyton into contemporary society so that young readers can relate more to the characters.  As I have the almost all of the short stories in their original format I decided to do a little detective work.  This could be worthy of the Secret Seven themselves, I’ll leave you to decide.

Also, given away to all children busily eating a Happy Meal in store was a Secret Seven themed balloon.  It advertises the Happy Meal and has a picture of the Secret Seven on them. I’m not too impressed that the pink balloon only has a picture of the girls on it.  Unfortunately I couldn’t get hold of a blue balloon to see of that one was stereotyped with only a picture of the boys on it.

Secret Seven Balloons

The Secret of the Old Mill

My copy of this book, although undated, is probably from 1948 and contains coloured pictures from Eileen Soper. Chapter one in this book is Peter has an idea but the McDonald’s book starts partway through chapter 2 on page 14, although a lot of the subsequent text from the chapters has also been missed out. The original 1948 book, contains 60 pages with quite a few illustrations scattered throughout and is also nearly twice the size of the McDonald’s book. The McDonald’s book contains 57 pages of text, with a few full and half page illustrations. I understand that they have had to prune the story to fit it into the book size but a lot of the story is lost.  The lame boy in the original story for whom they decided to raise money, to send him on holiday, has become a little boy who needs an operation abroad. All mention of the society being formed, how they chose the members and the making of the badges has been missed out.  Fifteen shillings and four pence has become fifteen pounds and forty pence with the original goal to collect being three pounds, which has changed to thirty pounds. In the end they get £10 as a reward which has been scaled up to £100. Apart from sentences being cut, the part where the boys meet at 11 o’clock has changed to dusk.

It’s a nice little story and will be a good introduction, not only to Enid Blyton but to reading in general. At the back of all the books is a note from the National Literacy Society about gettting families reading, and tips on how to engage your child in books.  It is a pity though, that once children have read this book, that the original full version of the book isn’t available in the shops to buy.  A copy of the story is available in the 1994 Award edition and as part of the 1997 Hodder Secret Seven Short Story Collection but I do know that the money has been updated as well as some of the text.

There are also some puzzles at the back of all the books which tie into the story.

On the left is the 1948 Eileen Soper version of Scamper coming to Peter’s aid and left is the 2014 version.

 the secret of the old mill

Next post: Secret Seven books at Mcdonald’s part 2

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Bank Holiday Monday

Well, life has returned to normal for us unfortunately. For me that mostly means work and rainy weather!

But not today though. Well, it may rain, but at least I don’t have to go to work!

Our contributor this week is going to be Su, with a look at some of the new Secret Seven books which have been given away with Happy Meals at McDonald’s. I will be returning to looking at the text of the first Malory Towers book, and Stef will either be reviewing the second St Clare’s book or putting up the next chapter of her Missing Papers fan fic.

I had intended to show you my latest book purchases, but I bought so much on my trip that Stef’s having to post them to me. I’ll show them off on my next Monday post instead. (Bet you can’t wait!)

There’s not really any news on the blog this week, but, Stef and I have started a new blog today. It’s called Two Points of View, and it is a photo blog to show off more of our pictures. We’d thought about doing something like that for a while, and then when Pete mentioned it again at the weekend we finally decided to have a go! There isn’t very much on it at the moment but we’ll be adding more soon.

For now, I’ll leave you with some photos I took while staying with Stef.

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Smuggler Ben

First Reprint Dustjacket by G. W. Backhouse

First reprint dust jacket by G. W. Backhouse

Smuggler Ben is one of the novels that Blyton first published under the name Mary Pollock, a  book that was reprinted later under her own name in 1950, at least according to the copy I purchased in a book shop in Alton last week when Fiona was down.

The story was originally published under the name Mary Pollock in 1943, which I believe was around the time Blyton was testing the waters to see if it was her stories that children were interested in or her brand. Smuggler Ben must have done well enough to warrant a reprint in 1950 under her own name and then another reprint in 1955. The 1950 reprint which I picked up for £6, has seen better days, and personally I’m beginning to wonder why I did pay so much for a book that should have been at least three. Anyway its a short little book, 91 pages to be exact

So given its length it is quite an easy read, one more suited to children’s bedtimes perhaps, given the length of the chapters as well (the book is divided into ten little chapters).  You meet the children Alec, Hilary and Frances in the first couple of lines and so, but there is no mention of their ages. It is assumed that as the boy, Alec is the oldest, and I think Hilary is the middle child, but I cannot be sure and it doesn’t seem to make much difference. In fact Frances, the supposed baby of the family, doesn’t really seem to contribute much to the story. Nevertheless, three children start off the story by arriving at their holiday home; a sea side cottage in which they are to stay for a month.

Immediately the children fall in love with the cottage and want to explore. Their mother warns then about the currents and bathing however, and tells Alec to be careful with the girls.  The cottage, rather like Kirrin Cottage, has the sea out front and a moor out back, but the moor plays more of a part in Smuggler Ben than it does in the Famous Five.

The scenery for the first evening is wonderful. The children head down onto the beach during sunset and skip around in the waves and sand. This is also the first time where they come across Smuggler Ben, who is a little unfriendly, well a lot unfriendly as he tries to frighten the children off with a knife.

The children decide to stay well clear of him, even when they find out he’s the only one who might be able to let them have a boat. However after a chance meeting between Hilary and Ben, Ben decides to make friends with them and show the children some of his caves and play with them.

Soon the children are playing Smugglers in a cave when they are trapped by high tide and discover that someone is planning on coming back to the cave in a few nights time. They think its smugglers, and decide to come back on the Thursday night to see what the smugglers do!

During a rainy afternoon, when Ben comes for tea, the children discover that there is a secret passage down to their cave and when the rain clears up, the hurry off to find it and clear it, making it easier for the children to get to the cave on the night the smugglers are due. With a job well done, they go back home and wait for Thursday to arrive.

Another great thing happens on Thursday, the children’s father and Uncle Ned arrive at the cottage to spend their leave from the army with the children and their mother. They have a week or so to spend in the little cottage. This is where we get the first mention of the wider world I think, and the war. I don’t think it’s mentioned before hand, but please correct me if I’m wrong. The children get worried that they shan’t be able to sneak out to spy on the smugglers when they hear Mother say that Uncle Ned shall have to sleep in the living room, on the sofa.

The children do manage to sneak out alright that might, but not as successfully as they thought because Uncle Ned wakes up and follows them, wondering what they’re up to and why Alec is leading the girls around in the middle of the night. As the children disappear down their secret tunnel their uncle follows them and for once a grown up’s meddling comes in handy.

I shan’t give away the ending, but its pretty thrilling. Its nice to know that this book has a bit more awareness of the war than some of the other Blyton’s I’ve read. Some of the Adventure series, Valley I think, has a few references to the past war, but there aren’t many in Blyton’s work as she liked to give children fantasy rather than a mirror to reality. Still it’s a nice little story and a thoroughly charming read. For an adult with time to spare, or if a child’s a good reader, its an hours read, or an afternoon read. Its definitely aimed at the slightly younger age group, the sevens and eights perhaps, maybe a touch younger, but is not lacking for Blyton charm. Well worth a read, but then again, what Blyton isn’t?

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A visit to Bourne End and Old Thatch with the Enid Blyton Society Forumites

That title is a bit of a mouthful really, but on Sunday fourteen forumites met up along with seven of their nearest and dearests (some more willingly than others) for lunch and a wander around old Thatch.

A good number of people turned up with bags and boxes of books and there was plenty of swapping and selling going on (a set of FFOs with facsimile dust jackets garnered a fair bit of attention) but I managed to be very good and not come away with anything except the school story Francis had already offered me (Kits at Clynton Court School‏ by May Wynne if you’re interested! I don’t even have it with me right now as I had too many books so Stef is posting them to me soon.)

There was much chatting and eating once we got inside the Spade Oak and then it was time to head over to Old Thatch.

I’ve already written about Old Thatch as has Stef, so I won’t describe the gardens in minute detail again, instead I think I’ll let the pictures do the talking.

What I will say is that the gardens change every time I’m there, dependent on the time of year and the weather. (In fact, Jacky told us when we arrived that the top end of the garden, near the old stream, had been flooded for three weeks after all the heavy rain earlier in the year, and they were only just finding out what had and hadn’t survived. The rain also affected other areas and plants, some thrived in the wet and others didn’t fare so well.)


THE GARDENS IN PICTURES

There was plenty to see anyway, flowers and plants of all kinds as well as plenty of wildlife.

The flowers came in all shapes and sizes not to mention colours, I must have taken a hundred photos of flowers alone.

And of course if you looked past the petals there was an equal array of colours and textures in the leaves and foliage.

Not to mention the house, fountain and other more permanent features.

I think a lovely day was had by all really, helped along by the glorious weather we had. We enjoyed cakes and drinks at Old Thatch too, some of us with a Dick-Kirrin like appetite even had seconds but I shall name no names! Stef and I also had a few lovely chats with Jacky and Stef bought us both Noddy friendship bracelets which were made by Jacky’s 97 year old mum!

Stef's photo which I'm shamelessly stealing

Stef’s photo which I’m shamelessly stealing

 


AFTER OLD THATCH

Then Stef and I had a little wander down to the river and lazed about with ice-creams á la the FFOs, though ours were Cornettos as the van had sold out of just about everything else.

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The Marsh of Adventure by Poppy, chapter 17

Chapter seventeen:

Dinah has a plan

“What is it, then, Dinah? Do tell us, we need to act quickly,” Philip said, sitting down again.

Everyone else sat down too, eager to hear what Dinah had to say. “Right, well, we need a plan to help us understand what those men are up to, that Jack saw last night. We know it is something to do with the passages inside this very hill, for the hole in the bottom of the hill has now been blocked up with a big stone, and we have seen the men heading down there many a time now.” Everyone listened intently. Dinah smiled round triumphantly.

“Well, all we need to do is follow them.” Everyone gasped. Dinah nodded importantly. She was rather enjoying all this. “Yes, we need to follow them, but not all of us, of course. That would be too dangerous, and anyhow, they’d see us if a big group of children began following them, all the way down the hill. We’d be bound to be scolded and goodness knows what else might happen to us if we were caught. But we shan’t be caught, for here is my plan. Three of us must wait at the bottom of the hill in the trees of bushes that grow there, out of sight from the men. We know that they will go down there.”

“What about the other one of us?” Jack asked curiously.

“They will follow the men, try and work out what they’re saying, warn the rest of us if there is any danger…” said Dinah. “Then, we will follow them into the hill, quietly, and see where they go, what they do, you know what I mean,” she said impatiently. “We will do it tonight!” Everyone gasped. They all admired Dinah’s plan except Jack who was rather doubtful about them all being caught when they tried to follow the men into the hill.

“Well what’s your great plan?” asked Dinah, rather annoyed at having her idea criticized.

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Lazy Monday

Well as you all know Fiona has been down, staying with me this week. We haven’t been too exciting, because we’ve had such lovely weather we’ve just wanted to relax in it. However we have been to see Jemima Rooper in Blithe Spirit which was fantastic! (It closes on the 7th June so if you want to see it, now is the time.) If you wish to refresh your memory of our interview with Jemima, click here!

We also went to Old Thatch today, at Bourne End and spent a gloriously sunny afternoon, the kind of May day that Blyton herself could conjure up! We had a lovely piece of cake at the tea room, and a wonderful wander around the exciting garden. Not to mention a lovely chat with Jacky Hawthorne, who owns Old Thatch. You too can visit the garden! They are open from now until the end of August Wednesday, Thursday and Sunday afternoon, 2pm til 5:30pm. Click here to plan your visit now!

Now on to our blogs for this week! Fiona is hedging her bets as to what she will write this week as she has a busy week in front of her (she leaves me on Tuesday *sob*, and then plunges straight back into work on Wednesday!) So she might favour us with her account of our day at Old Thatch, the books she found when we went book shopping in Alton, or another couple of chapters of changes from the First Term at Malory Towers. We shall have to see how tired she feels!

Our contributor this week, shall be Poppy with the next chapter of The Marsh of Adventure. I bet you all can’t wait to see what’s going to happen next!

I don’t know what I’ll do either this week. I might get around to reading one of my new Blytons; I have a copy of Smuggler Ben now which looks exciting to read, or the next book in the St Clare’s series The O’Sullivan Twins.  I also got the Famous Five Diary, so I might take a look at that for you. Otherwise, you might be in for another chapter of The Missing Papers, but as it’s all rather thrilling at the moment, I hope you wouldn’t mind too much!

Just quickly in our blog news, we’re almost at 59,000 hits, so go us and almost at 900 comments! Anyway, for now, that’s all I think. I shall leave you with some pictures taken today at Old Thatch (unedited! Eeek!) I hope you enjoy them!

 

 

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The Missing Papers: A St Andrews Adventure, chapter 21


Chapter 21

Gently and in complete darkness, Julian pushed open the door; it swung open on well-greased hinges. Darrell felt like her heart was going to explode, and David was sure that he was breathing too loudly.

Julian stepped through the door and the others had no choice but to follow him. Even though Julian was sure that there was no one else in the tower with them, he didn’t say  word until he was sure that the little room was clear.

“I’m going to turn my torch on for a few seconds, everyone check to see if there is a door anywhere? I think we’re in the cellar of the tower,” he said quietly.

He turned on his torch and pointed it at the ceiling so light flooded the whole room. Three sets of eyes scanned around the room but it was Darrell who spotted a door.

“To your right Julian,” she said, pointing. Julian swung around, spotted the door and then clicked his torch off again.

“Well done,” he said warmly, squeezing her hand before leading them over to the door. He touched it gently. This one was a little stiffer than the other one.

“David, can you help me with this one?” he asked, turning to his friend. “It needs a shove.”

“Let me untie myself and I’ll get out of the way,” Darrell said, picking at the rope about her wrist. She managed to untie herself just as the boys lined up to give the door a shove with their shoulders, in Julian’s case the good one.

“On three,” Julian said, “When I’ve lifted the latch. One…”

“…Two…”

“…Three! Push!” Julian hissed as he lifted the latch on the door. He and David pushed at the same moment and nothing happened. Darrell sniggered a little. The boys, red in the face turned to glare at her unison.

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First Term at Malory Towers – How has Blyton’s original text fared in a modern edition? part 4

Here we go again, comparing an early edition (1948) to a more recent paperback (2000). There is some fall-out from the slapping/shaking incident in the last chapter so a fair number of changes to look at. A reminder of earlier parts, one, two and three.


CHAPTER EIGHT: DARRELL AND GWENDOLINE

The paperback continues to alter the text to reflect the fact that Darrell just pushed/shook Gwendoline instead of slapping her.

Originally Gwendoline goes up to her dormy to get some cold cream for her red-streaked legs, and this is changed to her going to get a clean hanky for her tears. In following the earlier alterations this makes a certain amount of sense.

It’s then said that they didn’t need cold cream of course, which becomes simply, she didn’t need one of course, and in both editions this is followed by but she meant to make as much fuss as she could. I’m not sure how much sense that makes in the second version. Applying cold-cream implies making a fuss, if any of the other girls saw, but picking up a hanky especially if she isn’t crying doesn’t so much.

When Katharine and the girls are talking about the incident she remarks that she heard those slaps right at the other end of the pool. This becomes squeals instead, which still works to a certain extent, though as they are talking about being unable to tolerate Darrell’s behaviour, the loudness and presumably strength of the slaps is more pertinent I think than the sound they elicited from a girl we know to over-react to things.

This chapter the editor seems to have forgotten that Darrell shook Gwendoline instead of slapping her as most of the references talk about how Darrell scolded her. That doesn’t make sense on two levels, one, she shook her which is different and two it means many references become out of proportion.

Katherine orignally tells Darrell to imagine what the school would be like if we could all lose our tempers and go about slapping people when we felt like it. This becomes go about scolding people. Now, I’m not saying it would be good if all the girls went around shouting the odds but her comment rather loses something when she says scolding. It would have more sense to say shaking really.

Then Gwendoline decided to write to her mother about being slapped by that beast of a Darrell. That seems like a reasonable reaction from Gwendoline at least, but in the paperback she decided to write about being scolded. I don’t think Gwen, who we are then told loathes writing home, would bother going to that much effort over a simple scolding. Again, a shaking would have made more sense, and there are other references to this letter of Gwendoline’s when she tells the other girls she’s writing to tell about how Darrell slapped me, and again this is altered to scolded me, and Katharine mentions she will write to Mrs Lacey to tell her what led up to the slapping, which also becomes scolding.

Likewise the girls all think it served Gwendoline right to get a slapping, or scolding in the paperback.

On to other topics for alteration now. One I cannot understand, when Mary-Lou thinks that Darrell could never really like a stupid person like Mary-Lou this is changed to a cowardly person. Yet characters are called stupid out loud at other points in this and other chapters.

And finally, going against the trend, common room earns itself a hyphen and becomes common-room.


CHAPTER NINE: ALICIA IN TROUBLE

We’re back to the issue of slapping again here, only this time when Darrell says I only slapped Gwendoline hard it is altered to shook Gwendoline. Seems odd considering the previous chapter was so adamant about referring to it as a scolding!

We can’t even attribute it to different characters’ views on the incident as Gwendoline is then said to have never in her life been slapped, and how not even her mother had slapped her. These have both been updated to shaken. Also changed is the line the four or five slaps she had received which becomes the shaking.

And then we go back to scoldings, as it is said that it would have been much better for… Gwendoline if a few smacks had come her way when she was small, or indeed if she had been scolded more.

There are only a couple of other changes, a few in relation to furniture oddly enough. Mary-Lou is said to have tidied the drawers in [Darrell’s] dressing-table, and this becomes desk instead. Dressing-table to me, makes it clear we are talking about the one in her dormitory whereas desk makes it sound like she’s gone down to the classroom to do it. This same dressing-table then becomes simply table on two occasions later when it’s mentioned Mary-Lou puts flowers on it, further implying the desk and table are different items.

The last has the Pool changed to the pool, which I really agree with (especially as the original is a bit inconsistent with capitalising pool). Oddly though, throughout both copies the central courtyard is capitalised as the Court.


CHAPTER TEN: A QUEER FRIENDSHIP

As mentioned before this chapter title is altered from queer to strange. It refers to Mary-Lou and Gwendoline becoming friends after Gwendoline ducked her in an earlier chapter. However, the other girls are noted to think how odd  it was for them to be friends, instead of queer. Keeping both words the same, I think, tied it all together better.

Instead of going down to the pool to bathe Darrell goes to swim. Bathe is a little old-fashioned, we don’t really use that to means swim and I suppose it sound more like a washing activity than a sporting one but still, did it really need to be changed?

Lastly flower-vases becomes flower vases while common room still becomes common-room.


At a rough count that’s 14 alterations (not counting every straight substitution from slap to scold/shake otherwise I’d be here all night.)

That makes 56 altogether so far.

There was one illustration in the hardback actually, of the classroom when Mam’zelle Rougier is scolding Alicia for pretending to be deaf (though this time she actually is) but there are none in the paperback. None of the Malory Towers books seem to have many illustrations actually, not compared to the Famous Five or Adventure Series certainly. I’m not sure though, if earlier Jenny Chapple editions (which go right back to the 1967 Dragon paperback) had more illustrations in them.

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Corinna’s Famous Five Pick’n’Mix Reflections: Five Go to Smuggler’s Top

Shamefully, I have realised that my last Famous Five Pick’n’Mix Reflection was posted 6 months  ago!  I wonder that Stef and Fiona haven’t removed my name from the blog completely.  However, it is getting decidedly autumnal down here in the Southern Hemisphere, so I expect to have lots more time for cosy fireside readings and blog-writings.

This time I decided to read a Famous Five from near the beginning of the series, and chose Five Go To Smuggler’s Top.  Now, I remember either really loving it, or really not loving it, as a child – and now even after re-reading it I couldn’t tell you which one it was (although as an adult it is easy for me to say which it is now – you will have to read on to find out!)  I also know that it is a favourite with both Stef and Fiona   so it was with some trepidation that I picked up one of my two copies to read….

two editions

 

A hardback and paperback edition.

I have “only” two editions of Smuggler’s Top a 1963 thirteenth impression which is in fairly good condition with a dust jacket, and a 1991 Knight paperback.  As usual, I chose to read the oldest, or closest to the original text version, but I am very fond of my 1991 Knight paperback for the inscription:

inscription

Corinna’s 8th Birthday present from her Mum, Dad and [sister].

For a while there I was the easiest child to buy birthday or christmas presents for, as all I wanted was another Famous Five book!

As with my previous reflections, I won’t attempt to do a plot summary – Fiona has done this for over here.  There was so much that I enjoyed that I could probably do a page-by-page description, but I think I would lose you all if I did that!  I’ll just discuss some of the things that really struck me as I re-read this story.

This story contains some excellent characters, other than the Five of course.  We are first introduced to Pierre or “Sooty” Lenoir in the very first chapter when Uncle Quentin asks the boys if they know him as he goes to the same school.  Uncle Quentin has been having quite a lot of scientific correspondence with the boy’s father and has asked them both to stay.  The boys are delighted:

Well, it wouldn’t be bad sport to have old Sooty here, Uncle.  But he’s quite mad.  He never does as he’s told, he climbs like a monkey, and he can be awfully cheeky.

Needless to say, Uncle Quentin is less than delighted after learning this!

The very first night the children arrive at Kirrin Cottage, there is a severe storm and the giant ash tree falls on the cottage.  This is the first of many frightening scenes in the book – it really does set the almost gothic atmosphere for the story.  However, the illustration on page 22 of my edition really did make me laugh – I’m sure I’ve never seen such a monstrous tree!

tree

A truly monstrous tree!

Anyway, with the cottage uninhabitable the children are shipped off to Smuggler’s Top to stay with the Lenoir family.  And so the adventure begins!  Like any proper Five adventure, the children must be properly nourished before setting off.  I noticed that on their journey to Smuggler’s Top, they had two lunches!  On page 27 “Aunt Fanny gave them all an early lunch” before they all piled into the car and headed off.  Then on page 30 they all had lunch again at an old inn.  I’m surprised they weren’t all fed again immediately on arrival at Smuggler’s Top!

Once the children arrive at Smuggler’s Top we are introduced to two other very interesting characters – before I discuss them further though be aware that there will be spoilers!  Mr Lenoir is Sooty’s stepfather and I do enjoy how his character is developed, and he turns out not to be “bad”, just awkward and odd.  It is unusual for Blyton to introduce a character that the children don’t like, but who is not a “baddie”.  Perhaps because it is unusual, the character is slightly unbelievable (how could someone with cold hands who doesn’t smile with his eyes not be a baddie?) in the context of Blyton’s world.  However I did enjoy the plot twists that came from this characterization.   And of course, he does make friends with Timmy in the end:

 

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Timmy politely shakes Mr Lenoir’s hand

Another interesting character is Block, Mr Lenoir’s supposedly deaf manservant.   He is a more straightforwardly bad character, but I did enjoy the way Blyton wrote about his deafness – you were never (even as an adult) really quite sure if he was deaf or putting it on.  And I do love the way Julian describes him when he finds out:

He’s  a very clever – sly – double-faced – deceitful ROGUE!

The adventure in this story really does take all the best ingredients from an Enid Blyton story and combine them into one.  The story has several climaxes which I also really enjoyed – every time you think you know what is going on another element is added to the mix.  One of my favourite parts is when Timmy gets stuck in the sinking mud in the marsh – truly, my heart was in my mouth (even though of course I knew he would be all right).  I really enjoyed how Uncle Quentin is the one to pull Timmy out of the mud  – in his pyjamas no less!  I do like Uncle Quentin, and love it when he shows his softer side and how much he cares about his daughter (and her cousins).   Plus, he does look rather handsome in this illustration:

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Our pyjama-clad hero!

One of the things that particularly struck me about this story was it’s spooky, almost gothic atmospheric imagery.  For example, on page 117:

When the twilight hung like a soft purple curtain over the house

That is poetry, by anyone’s standards.

This story really has it all – smugglers (including the Five, who smuggle Timmy into Smuggler’s Top after being told they are not allowed him there!), secret passages, a creepy house and dangerous marsh, and good old Uncle Quentin.  It is truly atmospheric – creepy and suspenseful and exciting.  So how could I not rate this story at the top of my list so far?!

Here is the revised list:

  1. Five Go to Smuggler’s Top (#4)
  2. Five Go Off To Camp (#7)
  3. Five Go To Billycock Hill (#16)
  4. Five Go To Mystery Moor (#13)

We shall see how Five Go To Smuggler’s Top fares when I get on with reading the rest… but I have a sneaking suspicion it will remain very near the top.  Fiona and Stef will be pleased!

 

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Monday

This is an important week as there will be a sort of World of Blyton get together. Stef and I will be in the same place for a week (at hers) and we will see some of our other writers on Sunday. We’ll tell you all about it next week I’m sure.

This week we’ve got another of Corinna’s Famous Five pick’n’mix reflections for you, and she’s looking at Five Go to Smuggler’s Top which is my favourite. I hope she gives it a glowing review otherwise I may sulk like George.

I will be comparing the next few chapters of First Term at Malory towers on Friday and I think you’ll be getting to read the next instalment of The Missing Papers on Sunday as Stef and I will be too busy gallivanting for her to write something else. (I’m aiming to have as much of my blog done before I head down you see!)

I will finish with some photos from my latest walk, which was near Falkland (the town, not the islands!)

 

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The Missing Papers: A St Andrews Adventure, chapter 20


Chapter 20

Twenty minutes later David and Darrell were back outside the café, waiting for Julian. David had the satchel containing everything they could find and the items Julian had suggested that they get for Sally on his back. Darrell had stopped to put her hat, scarf and gloves on with a thicker coat, and pick up her torch.

“Where is he?” David muttered, straining his eyes to see. Then he saw someone appear a little way up the road and look around. He paused from calling out to the person in case it wasn’t Julian, but then the flash of a torch told David that it was his friend. David took hold of Darrell’s hand and pulled her up the street, the sounds of their shoes the only noise in the quiet street.

It was not a night anyone wanted to be out; the wind was picking up and even from this far inland it was possible to hear the sounds of the waves crashing on the sand.

Julian had a satchel on his back as David and Darrell met him.

“Got everything?” Julian asked as they met him. David nodded.

“What did you get?” Darrell asked Julian, eyeing his bag.

“Just a few bits and pieces I’ve learnt to never be without,” Julian said shortly. He looked up and smiled a little at Darrell’s confused face. “I’ve got things like rope, chalk, spare torch, string and food. Now come on, we don’t want to waste any more time.”

“I assume we’re starting at the cathedral?” David asked as Julian started off that way.

Julian nodded. “That’s where the lady from the café said she saw them heading off to,” Julian said over his shoulder.

“Great, we’re going to a ruined cathedral with a haunted tower during a cold dark night,” Darrell muttered under her breath tucking her arm through David’s as they walked. David chuckled a little as they kept pace with Julian.

“Better not use the torches until necessary,” Julian said over his shoulder as they neared the ruins.

They walked briskly, towards the cathedral ruins and were just about to enter when David voiced some concern.

“I just want to get something out there before we commit to the cathedral,” he said carefully. “If the lady in the café said that she saw them heading this way, there is no guarantee that this is where Sally and Ainsworth ended up. I mean there is Abbey Street, they could have gone that way, or around the side of the cathedral towards East Sands and the coastal road.”

Julian stopped, contemplating this. He turned to face David and Darrell, eyeing both of them up carefully before he spoke.

“Which do you think is more likely?” Julian asked slowly. “I’ve got a bit of a hunch about the cathedral ruins. I think it is likely to be the place where Ainsworth would have used to contact anybody. I think there’s something here that only he knows about and that’s where he has hidden Sally.”

“All I wanted to know was whether it was a safe bet to just concentrate on the cathedral, that was all,” David said carefully. Then he paused. “What do you mean, found somewhere only he knows?”

“You think there’s a secret entrance to one of the towers somewhere don’t you Julian?” Darrell asked quietly.

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Five Get Into a Fix: An exciting dramatised adventure

I was struggling to think of something to write about this week and my headache didn’t particularly lend itself to reading so I decided to listen to my other Famous Five CD. Then I worried it would be lost in the chaos of my bedroom, but thankfully it was on the floor by the bed so I didn’t even have to get up to look for it.

Anyway, Five Get Into a Fix is is the second disk from the two-disk set I bought at Seven Stories last year. (The other being Five Go to Smuggler’s Top.)

Five Go to Smuggler's Top and Five Get Into a Fix

Five Go to Smuggler’s Top and Five Get Into a Fix

As I mentioned last time, the pairs of stories seem a bit odd but these are two of my favourites so I don’t mind.

So, the CD is in my laptop, I intend to turn off shuffle (unlike last time,) and then I can sit back and listen for an hour while I make notes.

The music and narrator are again a nice bit of nostalgia for me and I’ve a mind to get the set which contains Five Go Off to Camp as that’s the one I had on tape as a kid.

Again the sound effects are good, the car makes a lovely whining noise for a while before it’s mentioned that it’s struggling up the hill, and the shuddering to accompany the shimmering is good too. The four children do a fair bit of coughing at first too, in the car and at the farm. There are ‘layers’ of sounds in the story, dogs barking behind the main dialogue which all adds to it. Though, while the ‘background’ dogs are good, Timmy’s barking is a bit, er, unconvincing. He sounds more like the cowardly lion from The Wizard of Oz at times!

The music is used nicely to almost break up the chapters and provide some background to the narrator’s words as he skims us over the perhaps less important scenes between the ones where the main action occurs.

The voice acting is also good for the most part, the driver at the start is particularly good especially when the car is dragging its way down the hill at Old Towers, and the shepherd gives a good performance in a decent Welsh accent (there’s a touch of Rhod Gilbert about him as he talks about the shimmerings and the dog growling). I’d say Mrs Jones Welsh accent was good too, though Aily’s mother was a bit dubious, of course actual Welsh people are free to disagree with me!

Morgan is decent, definitely grouchy and gruff but his shouting isn’t quite as impressive as you might imagine when he yells for his dogs. He does sound much nicer at the end though, once we know he’s not the enemy.

Dick made me laugh as he speaks to Aily. What. Is. Your. Name? he asks, which is actually a direct quote from the book, but he emphasises each word so that it sounds quite insensitive. It put me in mind of Uncle Albert from Only Fools and Horses when he says he can speak German as there’s a German woman in the pub. Vot. Iz. Your. Nem?

Aily doesn’t sound like I imagined, and she isn’t very convincing really, though I suppose doing a small Welsh child who is unfamiliar with English isn’t exactly easy. She rather reminded me of the children from Fireman Sam at times actually.

The exciting scene early on, with Timmy standing off against the farmyard dogs is only narrated and not acted which is a shame and poor Mrs Jones doesn’t get the lovely description; It was Mrs Jones running as if she was a twelve-year old.

Nor is George described as being stood there, swinging the lather lead, and giving first one dog and then another a sharp flick.

So much is altered and chopped to make this a dramatisation that there’s no point comparing it word for word but those are two bits I find very memorable and I was faintly disappointed not to hear them.

On saying that, all the main scenes are there and I didn’t notice anything major missing at all. Also, a fair amount of the dialogue is actually lifted directly from the book, I noticed that as I was flicking through it as I listened to check on little bits and pieces.

So yes, that was an enjoyable hour. My sister and I listened to a lot of audio dramatisations as children, Pat Hutchins’ Rats and Follow that Bus were favourites both at home and in the car, as was The Snow Queen and many others I’ve forgotten. I’ve never listened to a ‘real’ audio book, where the entire book (minus any abridgements sometimes) is read out but then they take a lot longer to get through compared to a dramatised version I imagine.

I think the music, voice acting and sound affects add a lot to the story really and an hour’s a good length for a story especially for children (or busy adults!)

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