Secret Seven Win Through – A review by Ben

First Edition Cover of Secret Seven Win Through, Illustrated by Bruno Kay.

First Edition Cover of Secret Seven Win Through, Illustrated by Bruno Kay.

It is the first day of the Easter holidays and Peter and Janet decide to organise a meeting for the Secret Seven. Janet writes notes informing the children of the get-together at half-past ten the next morning which Peter delivers. A day later, Peter and Janet’s mum allows the brother and sister to make some real lemonade from lemons and sugar, as well as giving the pair jam tarts and a tin of biscuits.

Excited, Peter and Janet take down their niceties to the shed at the bottom of their garden where the meeting would take place. However, both are left in shock when they find the door and windows of the shed wide open, whilst boxes and cushions and sacks are all dumped on the grounds in untidy heaps! With Janet in tears the two children soon see the gardener who tells them that their dad had asked him to clean out the shed. By this time all of the stunned children including George, Jack, Barbara, Pam and Colin have arrived. It is at this moment that it dawned on the children they would have to find another meeting place away from their beloved home.

A list of the suggestions of where the new meeting place could be! By Bruno Kay

A list of the suggestions of where the new meeting place could be! By Bruno Kay

In disbelief, the seven decide to huddle up in the summer house of Peter and Janet’s garden. The summer house is not very spacious but the seven make the most of it, and in their determination begin to think about finding another hideout for the summer. Peter, the leader of the group decides that all the seven should go out in the countryside and find a suitable location for meetings, before coming back to the summer house at six o’clock that evening with their ideas. Six o’clock soon comes and the seven come up with a list of exciting places to meet. Colin mention a tree at the bottom of his garden but it isn’t secret enough, Barbara mentions an old hut in a field but it has a hole that exposed it the rain, Pam didn’t manage to come up with any idea, and George says he could get permission off his father to use a caravan but Peter feels it is too luxurious to use. Despite these exciting ideas, it is Peter and Janet’s idea of a secret cave in a quarry near Peter and Janet’s garden that wins the most votes.

Unable to contain the excitement, Peter and Janet lead the rest of the seven children to the cave. Off they walk through their garden, through their dad’s farmland, and in to the quarry until they reach a sandy hill. It is here that Scamper runs through a gap in some thick bushes and disappears. The others follow and to their joy arrive at the cave. In the cave, the entrance is lit-up by stems that hang down over the entrance, while the inside is spacious and comfortable with a lovely sandy floor. There are also rocky shelves around the cave which could be used for the children to put their things on. The next day, the seven come back to the cave with cushions to sit on, a box for a table, while books, two bottles of juice, two bottles of water, a tin of boiled sweets, a packet of oatmeal biscuits, two bars of chocolate, ginger buns and crab paste all sit proudly on the rocky ledges of the cave.

Heading for the Cave by Bruno Kay.

Heading for the Cave by Bruno Kay.

Unsurprisingly, the children love their cave, and decide to play hide-and-seek in the woods near the quarry. Jack is chosen to shut his eyes and count to one hundred near a tree. Soon, strange happenings are to meet the glaze of Jack’s eye. He has seen a figure slip into the cave! At the time, Jack does not think anything of it, but when he tells the children and they realised he has counted an extra person, the seven begin to worry. In light of this revelation, the seven search around the cave only to find nothing. Thinking it must have been Jack’s imagination, the children and Jack walk back home. However, when Barbara and Pam arrive the next morning, the two girls find a tin on the floor of the cave, that a bar of chocolate and currant buns has disappeared, and three cushions are missing. Soon the other children arrive with Colin also finding that one of his Famous Five books had been stolen. Thinking it was Susie; Jack questions his sister, only to anger her, thus leading to Jack having to tell his mum where the children’s hiding place is.

The children laying their booby-trap by Bruno Kay

The children laying their booby-trap by Bruno Kay

In their refusal to leave the cave, the seven decide to lay a booby-trap for any potential thief visiting the cave. Using string, the seven balance a jug of water on the ledge to the entrance of the cave, and cover cotton with sticky threads of the honey. This means that any impostor who tries to get in the cave will be saturated with water and covered with the spider’s web of cotton and honey. Convinced their trick will work, the seven return to the cave the next morning, only to find that more of their things have been stolen. Shell-shocked, the seven look around their cave to find that the entrance has been untouched, and that there are no other potential hiding spaces in the back of the cave. Forced to leave, Scamper does manage to find a small, dirty notebook with a frayed elastic band round it. Inside the notebook, the seven find to their astonishment a name hastily scribbled within the pages. The name is Albert Tanner, and Albert is to meet a man called Jim on the post office seat at 8.30pm on the 15th, a date which happens to be today.

The notebook containing the clue, Albert Tanner by Bruno Kay.

The notebook containing the clue, Albert Tanner by Bruno Kay.

Sensing growing excitement that this man is their thief, it is agreed that Colin and Jack will meet-up at the post office in an attempt to overhear what the two men say. At 8.30pm Colin, stationed behind a tree near the bench, and Jack up in a tree, finally catch sight of two shadowy figures approaching the bench in the moonlight. Hardly daring to breathe, the two friends listen, only for Colin to sneeze loudly. Startled, Albert immediately lunges at Colin from behind the tree and shocks the poor boy, and terrified, he runs for his life. Brave Jack up in the tree is left to overhear what the two men are saying. Thankfully he hears one crucial piece of information: that Jim has told Albert to look for a mystery item at the scarecrow.

A Scarecrow. Could it be the one they're looking for? By Bruno Kay

A Scarecrow. Could it be the one they’re looking for? By Bruno Kay

The next day, Jack and a bruised Colin tell the others of the night’s drama, and it is decided that the seven will search for Albert, and what they suspect is a stolen item, in an inn up in the common called the Scarecrow. Would this be where the loot was hidden? Or was it in fact hidden in a real scarecrow? Also, will the seven find their own stolen items? Strange happenings indeed, and if you want to find out what happens, make sure you read Secret Seven Win Through!

This book was an immensely enjoyable read. I felt really sorry for the children as they had so much bad luck. First, the seven are forced to move from their shed; second they find their things stolen in a cave, and finally the children are forced to leave their beloved cave! Not to mention poor old Colin getting shook and receiving a blow to the head by Albert which I found immensely upsetting. I really hope the Secret Seven have a lot more luck finding what they suspect is hidden loot and their own items in whatever this scarecrow may be!

All's rigt in the end it would seem! By Bruno Kay.

All’s right in the end it would seem! By Bruno Kay.

Next review: Three Cheers Secret Seven

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Maybe Monday

Gosh is it Monday already? It would appear so!

So after leaving Fiona to do the last two Monday posts, I’m back (oh no I hear you cry!) but I can promise you some spiffing blogs this week. Our Wednesday Blog is Ben’s next Secret Seven review, which I’m sure you’re all looking forward to!

From me this week, part Seven of Julian’s News which will hopefully answer some of your cliff hanger questions!

Fiona might be treating us to the a blog on the tour we did around Beckenham three weeks ago, if not I’m sure you’ll all enjoy what she provides! 🙂

In other news, we’re five followers away from reaching 100 followers on the blog! Keep spreading the word if you want to win a smashing Blyton book (open to UK residents only).

Our big news of last week was that we reached a massive 20,000 views! So thank you to everyone who has dropped on by and subscribed and commented, it really means a lot to us!

For a spot of fun, see if you can name these birds from my resent travels!

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Beaconsfield, Bekonscot, Blyton Close and a little bit of Bourne End

Gosh, that’s an awful lot of Bs in the title! However Enid Blyton seemed to be all about the Bs. I mean she grew up in Beckenham, and lived with Hugh Pollock there for a couple of years when they married. Then she moved to Bourne End in Buckinghamshire, and then up the road a few miles to Beaconsfield.

Anyway on the 14th of June, Fiona and I deviated from what we had scheduled as our plans fell through. We decided that it was about time we ventured a little further into leafy Buckinghamshire, to Beaconsfield, on an excursion to see Blyton Close and then Bekonscot with the model of Green Hedges they have there.

To start with, we had the fun task of finding these places. I managed to find a post code for Blyton Close and Bekonscot. I know, how dreadful, not being a proper Find-Outer, Adventurer or Famous Fiver and looked it up on the map. If I’m honest, I didn’t want to burden Fiona with map reading, so decided that the sat nav would be our best bet to get us to Blyton Close.

So ready for an adventure off we trundled, and I don’t know about Fiona, but I wasn’t sure what to expect.

The sign post

It didn’t take us long from Reading to get to Blyton Close, even though I missed the turning for it the first time, and we ended up looping around the back of the cul-de-sac, back towards the centre of Beaconsfield. The second time I was more prepared and pulled in only to find that there was nowhere to park. So, leaving the motor running, we rushed out and snapped a few pictures of the close, and the sign.

It’s a real shame that Green Hedges isn’t there anymore, as I’m sure by the pictures I’ve seen it would have fitted right into the surroundings of Beaconsfield. All that’s left of the Blyton legacy is this road sign and the replica of Green Hedges in Bekonscot’s model village.

After a quick glance around the close to make sure that we hadn’t missed anything, we drove off, back the way we had come for the two-minute drive to Bekonscot. Luckily if you’re planning to visit the church opposite operates free parking for Bekonscot visitors always something to bear in mind!

Bekonscot is a very charming model village, full of ponds and fish, and model trains that run around the tracks. It’s got lots of little village scenes, including a model of the church down the road. There are such delights as moving cable cars, a house that “catches fire,” a circus (a reference to Circus of Adventure if ever I saw one!) and a tiny zoo.

Green Hedges miniature and the “gardens” at Bekonscot, Buckinghamshire.

It is a lovely place to visit, and I’m glad we did, although the highlight for me was seeing the mock-up of Green Hedges and looking closely at what had been put in the “garden” for Green Hedges which included a miniature Enid complete with typewriter and dog, and a swimming pool, and a pond with miniature Famous Five figures searching for treasure with a treasure map.

For any Blyton fan, I’m sure this is the jewel in the crown of Bekonscot. I’m afraid that Fiona and I are divided on this one, where as I enjoyed seeing the representation of Green Hedges, I definitely wasn’t as enamoured with the rest of the miniatures as Fiona was, who “thought it was pretty great, really impressive […but then I really love tiny versions of things.]”

I on the other hand was definitely getting bored by the end of the winding pathways around the models. I think if I had been when I was younger or we had had children with us, I would have maybe been able to enjoy it more for myself. Its not something I would do again on my own, unlike walking at Bourne End.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad that I went, but I shan’t be hurrying back charming though it was.

So after we visited the gift shop (a rather well chosen old railway carriage, sunk into the concrete) and purchased a little book that contained Enid Blyton’s description of Bekonscot, we headed back to the car, only to make one more stop on that sunny day.

The beautiful blue skies of Bourne End.

As Bourne End was on our way home, we decided that as the weather was nice that we could go and sit by the river for a short while. We took the detour and wandered down to the river and parked ourselves on a bench (that became a weekend favourite) while Fiona, hit by the muse to write, scribbled down prose like a champion while I wandered about taking photographs of the birds on the river, dragon flies and some pretty neat flowers.

Anyway, after the sun started going down, we headed back to the car, and back home to get ready for our trip to Beckenham the next morning!

But what a Blyton day to have! Even the weather seemed to celebrate the importance of a Blyton inspired day as the sun beat down. You really could have been in the middle of anyone of her novels (with the exception of the winter books).

So anyway, we were in Blyton Mecca in a way on the 14th June, and lucky with the weather to boot.

If you haven’t seen Bekonscot, it is worth going to see (despite what I think!) because it is impressive, and Bourne End is not too far away!

I shall leave you with some pictures of the day, and hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed taking them!

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Series Synopsis: The Famous Five short stories, part 2

Continuing with the final four short stories from Five Have a Puzzling Time and Other Stories.

Five Have a Puzzling Time and Other Stories, Red Fox, 1997

Five Have a Puzzling Time and Other Stories, Red Fox, 1997

  • Five and a Half-term Adventure – 1956, Enid Blyton’s Magazine Annual 3
  • Well Done, Famous Five! – 1956, Australian Weeties Strip Book
  • When Timmy Chased the Cat! – 1957, Enid Blyton’s Magazine Annual 4
  • Happy Christmas, Five! – 1962, Princess Gift Book for Girls

WELL DONE, FAMOUS FIVE

During a lazy picnic the Five notice horses in the distance. Through George’s field-glasses Dick watches as a very valuable horse takes fright, throws off his rider and gallops off. Knowing where the horse ended up, Dick goes off to find it while the others head to the riding party to tell them.

It’s nice to see Dick being the hero of the story, even if he is just finding a horse and his commentary while watching the horse is funny too. This is another very short story but about a third of it is chatter between the Five so it doesn’t feel too rushed, though the resolution comes about quite quickly. One odd point is that Anne talks about George’s mother as “Aunt Fan.” I have no idea if that was in the original or whether it’s slipped into the reprint somehow.

This was originally published by Herald Gravure, in a strip-book form. I assume it would have been illustrated inside though the illustrator is uncredited. The cover art looked quite Eileen Soper-ish, so it may be her work outside at least.

Weeties Strip Book, 1956

Australian Weeties Strip Book, 1956


FIVE AND A HALF-TERM ADVENTURE

The Five are at Kirrin for a few days in November and go out for a walk, up to Windy Hill. Julian’s forgotten to wind up his watch though, so they find themselves far from home when the sun starts to go down. They take the train back to Kirrin, and Timmy gets in a bit of trouble for jumping up at a couple with a baby. When they get home they hear about a tiny dog stolen from a dog show taking place in the town they got the train from. Putting two and two together, they call the police.

This is an unusual tale as the Five don’t investigate or apprehend anyone. They leave it to the police to handle. All the same, it’s a clever little story and Anne is the one to figure it out which is nice. The start is lovely too, we get a fairly lengthy description of their walk, picking blackberries and nuts and having a picnic.

This originally had lovely illustrations by Eileen Soper.

Illustration by Eileen Soper from Enid Blyton's Magazine Annual 3

Illustration by Eileen Soper from Enid Blyton’s Magazine Annual 3


HAPPY CHRISTMAS, FIVE!

This story starts on Christmas Eve, at Kirrin Cottage where the Five, Aunt Fanny and Uncle Quentin are wrapping up presents. That night Uncle Quentin sends Timmy to sleep outside as he’s been barking, but George sneaks him into her room forgetting to lock the door afterwards. A thief breaks in to Kirrin Cottage, Timmy wakes everyone up barking and is promptly sent back outside where he doesn’t apprehend the thief for fear of getting into trouble again. Having seen where the thief went, however, he is able to redeem himself later.

Uncle Quentin is in fine form in this story, declaring Christmas a lot of ‘nonsense’ and generally being very Scrooge-like. It’s quite unlike Timmy not to bark at a thief even if he might get into trouble, but as he saves Christmas in the end I suppose we can let him off!

This appeared in a Princess Gift Book originally, and the illustrator was uncredited.

Princess Gift Book for Girls, 1962

Princess Gift Book for Girls, 1962


WHEN TIMMY CHASED THE CAT!

Walking to the cinema one afternoon the Five pass a large house, and a cat sat on one of its gate posts. Timmy chases the cat into the garden, where a rather deaf woman shouts at him. She says she’s just popped over to feed the cat, and the owners of the house are away. The Five hear voices near-by but think little of it. After the film, George realises Timmy has lost a badge from his collar, so they head back via the house to look for it. They find the badge quickly, but hear voices again, and singing! They suspect it’s a radio on, and go to investigate. I won’t tell you what they find, though!

Not much of a mystery here, but another chance for the Five to do a good turn for someone.

Eileen Soper illustration from Enid Blyton's Magazine Annual

Eileen Soper illustration from Enid Blyton’s Magazine Annual 4

And that’s all the short stories! All in all they’re nice additions to the main series, an extra chance to spend some time with our favourite Five, even if some of the plots could be better.

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Confessions of a Blyton Addict by Francis

The pub sign for the White Horse in Beckenham. Taken from their website.

The pub sign for the White Horse in Beckenham. Taken from their website.

We were sitting at a table at the White Horse pub in Beckenham taking a well-earned break from exploring Enid’s various childhood homes when I noticed the book.

Stef was looking at a very familiar object – a book whose iconic cover could only suggest the name Enid Blyton and The Island of Adventure. I felt a Gollum-like urge to pick it up and peruse the pages I knew so well. Stuttering a request to do so I picked it up and was immediately lost in the world of Blyton’s four intrepid children and their voluble companion, Kiki. After a while I reluctantly returned the volume to Stef realising with a start that it caused me some pain to do so. I was faced with the realisation that I was addicted to Enid, more specifically to the ‘Adventure’ series – in fact I loved them!

The book the sparked the blog: The illustrated boards on the first edition, by Stuart Tresilian

The book the sparked the blog: The illustrated boards on the first edition, by Stuart Tresilian

Why should this be? What quirk of nature had made me so susceptible to these books? My mind went back 57 years to the year 1956 when a very young timid Francis was coping with the vicissitudes of being at Plymton Junior School. One day a girl I liked was reading this strange, exotically illustrated volume and I asked her what it was called. “The Mountain of adventure” she replied “and it’s the best thing I have ever read”. I looked in awe at the precious book and asked her where she had obtained such a treasure. “At the school library” she said. “You put your name down on the list and when it is returned and you are the next name on the list you may keep it for a week”.

Of course I immediately put my name down, finding that there were three names ahead of me (the most for any book – more ‘worthy’ volumes could be had straight away). The month I waited for my turn seemed the longest and slowest period of time I could ever remember. When the great day arrived I clutched the book to my chest and ran all the way home. After bolting down my tea (drawing criticism from my father) I spent the whole evening in my room reading the book. I fell in love with the children and parrot and thrilled to their exciting and dangerous adventures in the Welsh mountains. I think I read the book three times before reluctantly returning it to the school library. I have never felt again the sick excitement and rapidly beating heart that I experienced over this book. At least not with any other author’s works. I had become addicted for life. In future I would always return to Enid and the ‘Adventure’ books – after all they were my first and dearest love!

The book that started the love affair: Mountain of Adventure, Illustrated boards by Stuart Tresillian.

The book that started the love affair: Mountain of Adventure, Illustrated boards by Stuart Tresillian.

This is very well you might say but how does this relate to my current collecting habits? Well, like many other children in the 1950s, I could not afford to buy or own books. All the ones my sister and I read were from libraries – either the school, public or occasionally the Boots Lending Library (they had lots of Blyton books as they charged children a small sum and only stocked books that they actually wanted). This created a subconscious demand that could only be relieved in later years when I had my own money and the books started appearing in second-hand bookshops.

If you could look around our smallest bedroom (luckily you can’t!), you will see piles of hardback books from the golden age. Maybe five copies of ‘The Mountain of Adventure’, with four copies of ‘The Sea of Adventure’ (I love puffins), continuing to only one copy of ‘The Castle of Adventure’, ‘The Ship of Adventure’ and ‘ The River of Adventure’. The latter three books don’t have the same emotional resonance for me as I did not read them as a child. The same process continues with the ‘Famous Five’ books of which I have many copies of most of my favourites.

A cartoon representation of Francis' spare room. (Taken from the Cave of Books)

A cartoon representation of Francis’ spare room. (Taken from the Cave of Books)

You will see from all this that I am not a well-balanced individual. Other Blyton books are notable for their absence – you will not find the ‘Mystery’ books, the schoolgirl stories or any of the other excellent series. I am taking therapy, however, meeting and talking to other members of the Forum, sharing their enthusiasms and making mental note of their recommendations. Please continue this process, everyone, I am attempting to become a person with more catholic tastes and interests and become more like you!

Editor’s Note: Therapy can be found on the Enid Blyton Society forum , so useful! 😉

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It’s Monday Again

As Stef has been off gallivanting (without me!) this weekend I’m doing the Monday post for this week.

We have a new contributor this week, someone you might recognise from the comments. Francis has sent us his Confessions of a Blyton Addict (I see a bit of a series starting there!).

I will most likely be posting part two of my look at the Famous Five short stories, and hopefully Stef will have time to write about some of the Blyton-y things we did last weekend.

We’ve made it to 19,000 views this week, that’s not very far from 20,000 which I think is a massive milestone! We have 93 followers on the blog, so we need 7 more to launch our very first competition! If you’re in the UK and you follow us you could win a Blyton book. We’ll let you know more when we get to 100 followers.

I was about to finish this post without a picture but then I remembered a nifty site I’d been on… Don’t you think it would be great to have coins with an Enid Blyton theme?

Here’s a few I made.

You can make your own here.

Have a great week!

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Bourne End and Old Thatch, June 2013

I spent last weekend with Stef, around London and Berkshire. We spent the majority of our time doing Blyton-related activities, including a day at Bourne End on the Sunday. I’d been to Bourne end twice before – once in 2012 after the Enid Blyton day in May, and on the Friday evening of last weekend. Stef and I had gone round Old Thatch gardens in 2012 and I was eager to back last weekend as in May last year, after a horrendous winter, the gardens were a little behind in terms of growth and blooms. The garden was still wonderful, of course, but I wanted to see it in full bloom.

We had a lazy morning on Sunday, and after bacon sandwiches for breakfast we drove to Bourne End. First we took a wander through the small wooded area opposite Old Thatch, feeling like intrepid explorers as we did battle with the nettles.

The woods opposite Old Thatch

The woods opposite Old Thatch

We then walked down to the river bank and along the river-path. Just like the last time I visited I imagined the Five Find-Outers walking along the path ahead of us. Unfortunately the weather was not great and it began to rain before we’d reached the railway/footpath bridge. We sheltered under the bridge for a little while, me scribbling away at a bit of fanfiction in my notebook before heading back up to the Spade Oak. We had (a rather expensive) lunch there watching the rain pour outside and then we went into Old Thatch.

The river path

The river path

The rain had thankfully stopped by then and we were welcomed into the gardens by Jacky Hawthorne. She even recognised us from our previous visit! We chatted to Jacky for a little while, and gave her one of our blog business cards. I told her I would be writing about our trip (in fact I believe I promised a glowing review!) so let’s get to it!

Old Thatch, as the name suggests, is an old thatch-roofed house. Enid Blyton lived there from 1929 to 1938, with her husband Hugh Alexander Pollock. Both Gillian and Imogen were  born while the family lived there. The house had a fair bit of history before Enid Blyton moved in, though. Already over a hundred years old, it had been a beer house, a pub and an inn where travellers could take a room. Reportedly Dick Turpin [the infamous highway robber] had stayed there on numerous occasions, putting Black Bess, his horse, in the stables. There are also tales of it being haunted by a ghostly rider, and of treasure hidden somewhere on the grounds. If you’re ever at Old Thatch you can buy a lovely little booklet Old Thatch with Enid Blyton, about the house and garden. It focusses mostly on Enid Blyton, but it also covers other aspects of the house’s history. I can also recommend  Enid Blyton at Old Thatch, by Tess Livingstone, also available to buy at Old Thatch.

"Old Thatch with Enid Blyton" and "Enid Blyton at Old Thatch"

“Old Thatch with Enid Blyton” and “Enid Blyton at Old Thatch”

Phew! On to the gardens, now (I apologise in advance for the photo captions, where I don’t know the plant’s name I have given them obvious descriptions.)

The first part of the garden you see is the Entrance Garden. It is a riot of colour, completely wild-looking and utterly beautiful. I couldn’t tell you what many of the flowers are called, but my favourites were the purple ones with the star-shaped blooms. The fox gloves were also lovely, in purples, pinks and cream – I love looking at the ‘fairy footsteps’ inside the bell shaped flowers. There were hundreds of bees buzzing around enjoying the flowers too.

The next garden is the Formal Garden, and it runs along the side of the house down to the ‘front door’. (I say ‘front door’ as when Blyton lived there, it had two ‘front doors’, the one by the formal garden was at the back of the house, while the one at the front led into the dining room.) The formal garden leads down to the Lavender Terrace, a round, stone-patio area from which you can see the Water Garden, down the rose pergola and up the Formal Garden.

The Formal Garden looking towards the Water Garden

The Formal Garden looking towards the Water Garden

From here you have a choice of routes, both times we have roughly followed the numbers on the little map-guide, which takes you along the rose pergola (called the Rose & Clematis Walk). We walked along the side of the pergola, stopping to take lots more photographs of the roses and a multitude of other flowers. I particularly liked what I’ve been referring to as pink thistles. 

The next garden we visited was Mr Aplin’s a wide, open garden with a large lawn, several places to sit and lots of lovely flowers and  plants in neat flower beds. Mr Aplin’s leads to Lane Garden, which has a bench which is perfectly curved to compliment the round patio. Behind the Lane Garden is the old stream bed.

Somewhere nice to sit in Mr Aplin's garden (a bowling green in Blyton's day)

Somewhere nice to sit in Mr Aplin’s garden (a bowling green in Blyton’s day)

From there we retraced our steps back to the rose pergola, and we went through what I think was called the Illusion Garden where things are not quite as they seem.

Not what it may seem.

Not what it may seem.

That brought us round to the Circle Garden, which aptly, is circular, and then on to one of my favourite parts of the garden, the Water Garden. I could sit by the fountain all day if I had the chance. We took a lot of pictures of the fountain between us, and I made friends with a dragonfly who was very content to sit on my finger while Stef took photos of it.

From the Water Garden we walked into the Pencil Garden. At one end are three massive pencils, and down the middle is a wavy bed of (I think) begonias, in colours which match the pencils. On the sign it says only children can understand the significance of the garden. Being a Blyton Fan, and thus not having ever properly grown-up I think I have an idea what the garden means, but I won’t tell you what that is!

The Pencil Garden

The Pencil Garden

After the mysterious Pencil Garden we moved on to another of my favourite parts – the Cottage Garden. This is another slightly wild area with narrow paths, and the other front door to the house. It also has a gorgeous overgrown well and the pond made by Blyton herself. If you’re so inclined you can have tea and cakes here, but we didn’t stop as we weren’t finished exploring yet!

We went back to the Lavender Terrace and had planned to walk down the middle of the rose pergola (taking photos all the way, of course). Unfortunately a coach-load of Japanese tourists had just arrived and they got rather in our way! We waited a little while, not feeling particularly rushed, and we had a luck break when the tourists all wandered off in different directions leaving us the pergola all to ourselves.

Finally, we returned to the Circular Garden (all the Water Garden benches were full), and we did a bit more fan fiction writing and enjoyed the sun which was finally beginning to emerge from the clouds.

Eventually we thought we’d better get going, so we headed back out to say bye to Jacky. We bought a few booklets and postcards, and then ended up having a lovely chat with Jacky for at least three-quarters of an hour. We left well after the garden was supposed to close!

After ducking through the old lychgate we wandered back down to the river and sat for hours, talking and watched the world go by. We saw lot of birds on the river as well as people in various kinds of boats, some powered by paddles!

All in all it was a lovely day, and the rain didn’t spoil our time at all.

I’m not sure what it is that makes me love Old Thatch so much. Obviously I visit for the Blyton connection. You can just imagine her sitting outside tapping away at her typewriter, and it’s lovely to see the features that were there in her time at Old Thatch (the pond, the pergola and the lion’s head door knocker.) However, I think I’d still enjoy them without that. They’re incredibly peaceful and despite not being someone who believes in anything even remotely spiritual, both visits to Old Thatch have left me feeling better inside. It’s hard to explain, but after just sitting relaxing in the garden I’ve had a feeling of inner peace.

If you’re ever in the Bourne End area, you must, must go see the gardens. They are open until August the 29th this year on Wednesdays, Thursdays and Sundays from 2 till 5.30, and you can see the details on the Old Thatch website. [Gardens are now closed as of 2015]

A map of the gardens

A map of the gardens

I’d like to thank Jacky for her warm welcome and her interest in the blog. I’ll be emailing her the link to this post, so perhaps she’ll be able to tell us the names of some of the flowers! Thanks also go to Stef for letting me stay with her all weekend and driving me mad around!

I apologise for the number of photos in this blog, I took at least 200 at Old Thatch, so these are genuinely just a small proportion of them! I’m just going to stick a few more at the end of the post as they didn’t fit into the story but I wanted to include them anyway.

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TV Series Comparison: Five on a Treasure Island

Author’s note: I’m sorry not to be able to bring you a blog from our fabulous Blyton weekend as promised on Monday, but I’ve been so busy I haven’t had time to write it, and certainly not well. So here’s one I prepared earlier. The Famous Five. On TV. About time, I hear you say!

All together now:

“We are the Famous Five…”

Enjoy!

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A while ago I wrote a blog telling you all that I planned to review the Famous Five TV series from the 1970s and 1990s and compare the episodes to the original books by Enid Blyton. Needless to say I think I’ve kept you waiting long enough!

The 1970's Promo shoot on the Left and the 1990's Title screen on the Right.

The 1970s promo shoot on the left and the 1990s title screen on the right.

In that case: Let’s DO this!

As mentioned in the last blog there is no 70s episode for Five on a Treasure Island or Five have a Mystery to Solve as the copyright was still held by the Children’s Film Foundation (CFF) after their weekly episodes for the cinemas. In both those cases I will be comparing the CFF programmes to the 90s series episodes and the books.

As there is no Five on a Treasure Island in the 70s series the cousins’ first meeting is at the start of “Five on Kirrin Island” the first episode of the series which is based on book 6 “Five on Kirrin Island Again”

For this blog I shall compare some key points from the book to the same points in the 1990s episode and the CFF film, but shall touch on the first meeting of the cousins from the 1970s series to see how they all compare.

Beginning

The first edition dustjacket

In the book we start at the dining table of Julian, Dick and Anne’s parents (for the sake of this post, known as Mr and Mrs Kirrin) with Julian asking his parents whether they are going to Polseath for their holidays once more. As we know they are unable to go to Polseath because the place they usually stay at is full up.

When we look at the beginnings of all filmed versions of Five on a Treasure Island, we can see that none of them start with the dining table scene. In the CFF version, filmed in 1957 (with Blyton’s own input), we see George on her own walking down a street – one can only assume that its Kirrin Village high street – where she first discovers Timmy. We receive no word about her cousins arriving until much later on. They arrive without their parents and appear to have come by train or bus.

Continue reading

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Sunskriti’s Character of the Month: Peter from The Secret Seven

For this month’s character exploration, I’m going to write about Peter, from the Secret Seven. I chose him because he’s probably my least favourite character in all of Blyton books. Basically, he’s the leader/ head of the Secret Seven Society. But a good leader should give everyone a fair chance.

Peter at work on the Secret Seven Sign. Drawn by George Brook 1949.

Peter at work on the Secret Seven sign. Drawn by George Brook 1949.

I agree that Peter does this up to some extent, as when the Secret Seven get on to something, and there are jobs to be done, he tried to make sure no one does a job twice. But this is the only form of true leadership on his part.
Peter is a bossy, domineering creature, who I feel has been portrayed as over-bossy. Yet the others must fear him, for not one of the Secret Seven ever object to his conduct. The others, who are in no way lesser than Peter anywhere, have to be pushed about by him constantly.

The reason given in the books, as to why Peter is the leader, is that he started the society. But what’s a society without members? Peter alone can’t form a society. Yet, he doesn’t realize this, and that the reason why his society exists is the other six. If only he would realize this and give every one a fair chance, he would become a much more likeable character!

Once, on the Enid Blyton Society Forums, someone described Peter as being insecure and I totally agree with this. The password, for instance, can show this. To give him a sense of power and dictatorial value, he has set up the password. If you think about it, Peter himself never has to worry about remembering the password, as he reaches the shed first, and the other six have to remember it and Peter can decide who enters the shed! So unfair!

Peter conducting a Secret Seven meeting. Drawn by George Brook 1949.

Peter conducting a Secret Seven meeting. Drawn by George Brook 1949.

One thing I can’t understand, though, is why the other six put up with it, especially Janet, his sister. She and Peter have thought out the idea of the club, so she should have a share of the leadership, I’m sure. Yet she puts up with him. One thing I would have loved was for the other six to leave the Secret Seven and form a club of their own! That would have put Peter in his place.

But anyway, enough of the negative talk, if you forget his bossiness, there is nothing wrong about Peter really, and he’s sound at heart. If I was asked to, I would define him as a naturally bossy, slightly insecure kid, who likes to be in charge, but has the right ideas about things, and is good at heart.

All pictures taken from the Cave of Books.

Find more of Sunskriti’s character explorations here, or more posts about Blyton’s characters here.

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Monday

Stef and I have had a very Blyton-y weekend! I’ve been down staying with her so we’ve gone on lots of trips.

We’ve been to Blyton Close (the site of Green Hedges), Bekonscot the model village of Beaconsfield which has a model of Green Hedges, Beckenham where Enid grew up, and Old Thatch at Bourne End. Phew!

We will of course be blogging about all of these trips, so you’ll see some of them this week. Our contributor this week is Darrell with another character exploration.

We’ve reached 18,000 views this week, and we have 92 followers! We have decided to give away a prize when we reach 100 followers! Once we get to 100 (get following!) we’ll announce all the details. For now I’ll tell you you can win an Enid Blyton book provided you a) follow us, b) comment on the prize thread and c) live in the UK (unfortunately we are poor and can’t afford international postage, so sorry to our international followers.)

Our other news is that we’ve produced some business cards for the blog! We handed some out this weekend to people and they were quite well received. They’re sort of hand-made too!

Here’s just a wee taster of what we got up to and what we’ll be blogging about later.

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Series Synopsis: The Famous Five short stories, part 1

Following on (sort of) from looking at the 21 Famous Five books, I thought I should look out at the short stories featuring the Five as well. There are eight stories, all written during the years the full length books were being published.

In chronological order they are:

  • A Lazy Afternoon – 1954, Enid Blyton’s Magazine Annual 1
  • George’s Hair is Too Long! – 1955, Enid Blyton’s Magazine Annual 2
  • Five and a Half-term Adventure – 1956, Enid Blyton’s Magazine Annual 3
  • Well Done, Famous Five! – 1956, Australian Weeties Strip Book
  • When Timmy Chased the Cat! – 1957, Enid Blyton’s Magazine Annual 4
  • Five Have a Puzzing Time 1960, Princess Comics Serial
  • Good Old Timmy! – 1961, Princess Gift Book for Girls
  • Happy Christmas, Five! – 1962, Princess Gift Book for Girls

I have the four stories that appear in the Magazine Annuals, as well as the 1999 Red Fox paperback containing all the stories. I won’t be reviewing the stories in chronological order as that’s not the order they appear in the collection.

Five Have a Puzzling Time and Other Stories, Red Fox, 1997

Five Have a Puzzling Time and Other Stories, Red Fox, 1997

The collection has been illustrated by Hemesh Alles, and while they’re decent drawings (if a bit faint in places, and they’re just lines, no shading) they can’t compare with Soper’s version of the Five for me (Soper also illustrated the four Magazine Annual stories.)

Anyway, on to the first four stories from the collection.


FIVE HAVE A PUZZLING TIME

This story starts one night at midnight. George, awake with tooth-ache, sees a light on Kirrin Island and is adamant it must be trespassers. Uncle Quentin won’t let her go off in the middle of the night to instigate, and she can’t go the next day because she has to go to the dentist. It’s then up to Julian, Dick and Anne to head over to the island to investigate.
The three have a good hunt around the island, but they can’t find any sign of anyone having been there. Julian and Dick have a last look while Anne paddles in the sea, but when they are about to leave, one of Anne’s sandals has gone missing! Strange items are missing back at Kirrin Cottage too, oranges, grapes, dog biscuits and chocolates. The Five row to Kirrin Island again, and this time they find orange peels and grape pips, which can’t be a coincidence, can it? When someone makes off with some chocolate from practically under their noses they know something’s definitely afoot and lay a barley-sugar trap for the thief. Of course they catch him, but I won’t give away his identity. The solution to the mystery of how he got there is quite clever, though.

I’ve read all the stories before, but I couldn’t quite remember who the thief was. This is a decent story, though George takes centre stage for most of it. Because it is a short story (under 50 pages) we sadly don’t really get to see any of the other characters displaying their traditional behaviours, apart from a little good-natured teasing, and there’s little time for the usual fun and games or delicious feasts. Saying that, it’s a nice little mystery with a satisfying resolution.

The original illustrator was Eric Parker. I find his illustrations interesting, they have an unusual look to them.

Illustration by Eric Parker

Illustration by Eric Parker


GEORGE’S HAIR IS TOO LONG!

As the title says, George’s hair is too long (according to her anyway), and she is desperate to get it cut lest she start looking like a girl. The hairdresser is shut when they go, so George goes to the ironmongers to borrow scissors to cut it herself. While the ironmonger is getting the scissors two men burst in, lock them up and steal the safe. They nearly run over Anne along the country road from the village, and then one of their van tyres blows. They’re rather stuck, as it would seen neither of them can change a tyre, and the boys refuse to help. Feeling anxious Timmy heads back to find George, while the others start feeling suspicious of the men. Thanks to Timmy and two chaps in a passing car, everything is tied up neatly by the end of the story, but poor George still hasn’t managed to get her hair cut!

There are some good funny moments in this story. Julian teases George about having to look like a boy, and he and Dick say some great politely-rude things to the two criminals. Oh, and the ironmonger is called Mr Pails!

This story is really short (only 14 pages) so everything happens in one afternoon and things are resolved quite quickly, though none of it seems particularly rushed. There’s no mystery to solve this time, but the Five do apprehend some criminals so it’s still a good ending.

Eileen Soper’s illustrations for this story are great, of course.

Illustration by Eileen Soper

Illustration by Eileen Soper


GOOD OLD TIMMY!

On the beach the Five meet Oliver, Uncle Quentin’s scientist friend’s son, and then witness his kidnap by two nasty men who’ve been hanging round for a few days. The kidnappers leave their dog to run after the car, so Timmy is able to follow them. They find Oliver in the town, but they’ve got to deal with the men’s dog before they can rescue him.

Another very short tale, which does feel a touch rushed and contrived. Oliver’s father had letter that morning threatening to kidnap his son if he didn’t give up some information, and then he let his small-for-his-age 10 year old go to the beach alone. The men then kidnap him, right infront of a bunch of witnesses, and don’t even put their dog in the car when they go. Conveniently, the men are out when the Five find Oliver and their only obstacle (the dog) is subdued after a very brief scary moment.

A bit disappointing, over all, but kids will probably still enjoy it. This was written late on Blyton’s career, about the time her books started to decline in quality (think Five Are Together Again, The Mystery of Banshee Towers and The Hidey-Hole) so perhaps this story is another example of that. It’s just lacking something for me. There are some silly or contrived moments in the novels, but perhaps just not so many in so few pages.

The original illustrator is uncredited, and unfortunately I’ve never seen those illustrations.

Princess Gift Book for Girls 1961

Princess Gift Book for Girls 1961


A LAZY AFTERNOON

It’s a very, very hot afternoon so the Five drag themselves into the woods to laze about and cool off by the stream. Timmy is more energetic than the others and goes off rabbiting while they sleep. Julian is awoken by a motorbike, and the four watch two men hide some loot in a tree. They can’t do anything without Timmy, and he’s still off hunting for rabbits. Will he come back in time, or will the men get away? I think you can probably guess.

This is the shortest story yet at 11 pages, and yet the first few do really capture a hot, lazy afternoon. The action doesn’t feel contrived at all and it’s another satisfying ending.

This one originally had lovely illustrations by Eileen Soper.

Illustration by Eileen Soper

Illustration by Eileen Soper


I will save the other four for another post as I think I’ve gone on long enough for one day!

Next post: Famous Five short stories part 2

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June Flowers

More flowers now to brighten up your month. Let’s hope we get some good weather for you to go searching for them!

  • Broom: The yellow broom makes a brave show when the bush is completely covered with bright-yellow, sweet-pea-like flowers. You will find it on commons or on banks. Notice the small leaves of the broom, growing in groups of three.

  • Yellow iris: This big, gay flower grows in or by water, and will remind you of the “flag” or iris that we grow in our gardens. Notice the pretty yellow fringe in the centre of the flower, and the tall, sword-shaped leaves.

  • Blue bugle: Look for this plant on banks and in fields. The stem is closely covered with leaves and flowers, and can sometimes hardly be seen.  Notice that stem is pale purple, square and hollow. The flowers have no stalks, but grow in close circles round the stem.  They are usually deep blue, and are in lips, like the white dead nettle. The leaves are oval in shape, those at the bottom having stalks, those above having none.

  • Wood spurge: This yellow-green flower is common in the woods and hedges now. Look at the curious yellow-green flowers, set among leafy bracts. The stem is often pinkish. The leaves are long and narrow.

    Wood Spurge by http://www.bbc.co.uk

    Wood spurge by http://www.bbc.co.uk

  • Water crowfoot: This is a white water-buttercup, and can easily be recognised by its masses of white flowers on the surface of ponds or streams in May or June. Notice the five white petals with the orange patch. Notice also the two kinds of leaves – the flat ones on the surface of the water, the very much cut- up ones below the surface.

    Water Crowfoot by http://www.plantlife.org.uk

    Water crowfoot by http://www.plantlife.org.uk

  • Early purple orchid: Look for this flower in open woods and pastures. It has red-purple flowers growing up in a spike. Each flower is made up of three red petals and three red sepals. Notice how differently shaped they are. The stalk is stout and juicy. The leaves have no stalks, and are strap-shaped, often spotted.

    Early Purple Orchis (Orchid) by http://www.independent.co.uk/

    Early purple orchid  by http://www.independent.co.uk/

  • Wild rose: This beautiful, sweet-smelling little rose may be found in hedges everywhere now, spreading five white or pink silken petals to the sun. Notice the many yellow stamens, making a beautiful centre  to the flower. Notice also the prickly stem. The leaves are like those on our garden roses. The fruit is the well-known scarlet hip.

  • Foxglove: Another well-known flower, whose name means “Folk’s Glove” or “Fairy’s Glove.” The tall spire of drooping purple-pink bells stands in the woods and on banks in the summer days. The grey-green leaves are long and broad, and on the underside they are white with woolly down.

  • Dog daisy, or Ox-eye daisy: Every child knows the big white daisy that nods in the buttercup fields, its bright yellow centre showing up clearly. Notice the stiff ridged stem, and the feather-shaped straggling leaves.

    Dog Daisy or Ox-Eye Daisy from http://www.plantlife.org.uk

    Dog daisy or ox-eye daisy from http://www.plantlife.org.uk

  • Common sorrel: This dull-red flower that sends up its pretty spires in fields and meadows every-where now, may often be found with buttercups and daisies, and is very attractive in a bowl with them. Look at the small crimson flowers, each with three petals and its own tiny stalk. There are many of them on a spike. The leaves are smooth, arrow-head-shaped, and dark green.

    Common Sorrell from http://www.plantlife.org.uk

    Common sorrell from http://www.plantlife.org.uk

  • Ragged robin: This flower will remind you of an untidy, red campion. It loves to grown anywhere damp. The rose-pink flowers grow on tall, rather sticky stalks, and are very much cut up, so that they appear ragged. The leaves are lance-shaped and narrow.

  • Field thistle and Spear thistle: We have several kinds of thistle, and most boys and girls can tell them by their prickly leaves and soft pink-purple heads. The field thistle is a common one, found in fields and waste places. It can be found flowering now, and always in later summer. Notice the leaves with their prickly margins. The flower-heads are pale purple, and are visited by many insects, as you will see. The flowers change to thistledown later.
    Look for the spear-thistle also, and notice the long spears or spines that jut out from the ends of the prickly leaves. Notice also the very spiny head, and the pretty purple flower.

  • Meadowsweet: This deliciously-scented plant grows by streams and in any damp, open place. The tiny, creamy-white flowers are set in big heads and spires that look lacy and frothy as they nod beside the stream. Notice the stiff red stem, and the large leaves cut up into  leaflets, with even tinier leaflets set on the leaf-stalk, between the larger ones.

  • Hedge parsley: The hedge parsley embroiders banks and hedges  with its clusters of tiny white flowers that grow on green spokes which will remind you of the ribs of an umbrella. Notice the fern-like leaves, very much cut-up, dark green, and hairy.

  • Cow parsnip, or hogweed: This is another common “umbrella” plant, growing by the wayside anywhere. The small white flowers grow in clusters at the end of the “umbrella” ribs, as in the hedge parsley. Notice the glossy, smooth hollow stalk. The pale-green leaves will remind you of rose leaves.

    Cow Parsnip or Hogsweed from http://wildflowerfinder.org.uk

    Cow parsnip or hogsweed from http://wildflowerfinder.org.uk

  •  Scentless mayweed: This daisy is very common everywhere in the fields. It will remind you of the dog daisy, but the leaves are very different, for they are so much cut up that they seem no more than a tangle of green hairs or threads. Notice the queer thimble-like shape of the mayweed when the flower begins to wither. The white outer petals droop down, and the yellow middle raises itself up like a thimble.

    Scentless Mayweed by http://www.rspb.org.uk

    Scentless mayweed by http://www.rspb.org.uk

  • Poppy: Everyone knows the scarlet poppy. You will find it dancing in the corn-fields and by the wayside. Notice its four silken petals, the ring of the black headed stamens, and the green knob in the middle which will later turn brown and hold the ripening seeds. The poppy has two green sepals when in bud, but you will see these drop off when the flower opens The leaves are cut up into fingers.

  • Field convolvulus, or bindweed: Look for the pretty pink or white bells of the bindweed in fields and waste places, or as a weed in the garden. Notice the queer way the bud is twisted and the curious ray-like markings inside the flower-bell. Look at the twisted stem of the bindweed. It binds itself tightly to any nearby plant, twisting its stem round and round it. The arrow-head-shaped leaves are dark and shiny.

And that is it for June’s flowers! I hope you have some luck finding one of these flowers. There are  a lot to be looking out for, but then the weather should be a lot nicer and better by now.

So Happy Hunting!

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Poppy’s Book of the Month: House-at-the-Corner

Title: House-at-the-Corner
Series: None
Main Characters: The Farrell Family & Aunt Grace
Published: 1947
First Published By: Lutterworth Press
Rating: 5 out of 5

House-at-the-Corner differs quite dramatically from Enid’s more common genre of books, I find; though it still shows the plain love and care towards the children she is writing for. This splendid novel begins by introducing cross Aunt Grace. She’s an interfering, meddlesome character whose heart is in the right place all the same. She proves a very decent person, (although she has her faults) having helped her nephew, Mr Farrell, through a lot of problems and helping the family through a hard time once again.

The characters in this book include pretty little Pam, who proves rather spiteful and Tony, a careless trickster – rather like Alicia from Malory Towers – malicious and fun loving. There’s the twins, Delia and David, who are so fond of each other and gardening that they hardly seem to be aware of their family, and finally poor Lizzie who does not shine very much beside her elder sister, Pam. She wears a brace round her teeth and glasses over her eyes which had grown weak after she has recovered from measles. Their parents, Mr and Mrs Farrell, remind me of Gwendoline Lacey’s parents, from the Malory Towers books. Mr Farrell seems sensible enough, but Mrs Farrell certainly resembles a milder version of Mrs Lacey. She spoils her two eldest children because they are pretty and intelligent. She pays no attention to the others thinking they are not capable of doing something worth bothering about.

And so the book begins with Aunt Grace longing to teach a few members of the family a lesson. Pam is going in for a scholarship and Tony has not a care in the world. He does not bother working – he prefers playing tricks to make people laugh. He vows he will work hard next year in ‘Snorter’s Class’ – “Just let me have a little fun in old Blinky’s class.” Delia and David are working hard at the garden, and Lizzie has a tremendous secret she shares only with Aunt Grace. She has a talent for writing stories and after sending them off to a few different newspapers, she finally gets her work published in the Rivers End Weekly, which she must write stories for every week. She does not confide in any other member of the family, afraid that they will laugh. And so the book goes on, Pam accepting the leading role of a play her school is performing and over working most dramatically. She becomes bad tempered and unkind to her family. Tony plays a dangerous trick which results in a boy being sent to hospital. He has a heavy load on his conscience which forces him to go and see the vicar. He then gets a job a farm,as he’s not allowed to go back to school. The twins make plans to go off to boarding school so they can be together. Then, all ends in a serious accident. This erases all the good plans and wishes and hopes for the future, and all the family must pull together to get through.

This splendid family book certainly deserves a five star rating for such a great storyline and a fantastic range of characters. I would recommend this book to boys and girls of eight and over. The story is fascinating, and the plot is great. I would certainly recommend the book to anyone who has not yet read it!

First edition dustjacket, illustrated by Elsie Walker

First edition dustjacket, illustrated by Elsie Walker

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Made for Monday

First of all, I think I have to mention that this week is the week of the Enid Blyton Society meeting at Beckenham for a tour of Enid Blyton’s early houses. This week also deserves a special mention because it’s the first time in over six months that Fiona and I will see each other.

If I remember correctly the last time we met up, we started this blog! Now doesn’t that seem like an awfully long time ago? It does to me! Let’s hope that when we meet up, that we don’t decide to take on ANOTHER venture. The blog certainly keeps us busy enough!

After the weekend hopefully we’ll have a whole new load of ideas and things to blog about so stay tuned for the exciting blogs to come!

Having just come back from holiday (only to be thrown straight back into work!) I find myself rather haphazard in my Monday post, so I hope you’ll forgive me. (I’m afraid that I didn’t really go anywhere Blyton-y, more Saville-y. I headed up to Shropshire, the location of many of Malcolm Saville’s books (for those of you who remember my Julian Kirrin vs David Morton article, you will know who I’m talking about). Anyway, I had a great time, walked for miles and miles, had some lovely weather and took LOTS of photographs as well as landscapes I got some VERY lucky shots of the wildlife.

Anyway, this week on the blog – well, there is a lot of choice. Last week we had Ben’s latest Secret Seven blog, and I think this week we’ll put up Poppy’s Book of the Month, which is House-at-the-Corner.

From me, I’ve pretty much decided to put up June’s flowers so you’ll have enough time to check out some of these impressive blooms.

I’m afraid I don’t know what Fiona will treat you to! Possibly her next Adventure Series review, or something completely wonderful and surprising!

So if you want to find out what flowers you should be looking for this month, what Poppy thought of the House-at-the-Corner, and what delight Fiona is treating us to, you better make sure to check the blog this week!

For the moment I shall leave you with a few of my favourite pictures from last week, including one or two of the more exciting wildlife pictures I managed to capture!

Enjoy!

All photographs © Stephanie Woods 2013, so please don’t use any without her permission.
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Tell Me About Enid Blyton by Gillian Baverstock – A review

There are a number of books out there about Enid Blyton, her works and her life – you can see most of them here. I’ve already reviewed Who’s Who in Enid Blyton by Eva Rice and I thought it was time to look at another one. I didn’t have much time to read and review a book this week, so I’ve picked the shortest book I have about Enid Blyton.

Tell Me About Enid Blyton is a slim paperback book published by Evans. It is part of a series of short books looking at the lives of authors and illustrators such as Beatrix Potter, Quentin Blake, Roald Dahl and Dick King-Smith. The books have been written by a variety of people, presumably those already with good knowledge of the subject. Fittingly Blyton’s book has been written by Gillian Baverstock, her eldest daughter.

Gillian Baverstock at the 2006 Enid Blyton Society Day

Gillian Baverstock at the 2006 Enid Blyton Society Day

Gillian tells Blyton’s story in simple, easy to understand language and makes good use of short, factual sentences.

For example, the first page tells us that Enid was born in London, in 1897, more than a hundred years ago. Her parents, Thomas and Theresa had just moved from Sheffield. Thomas loved baby Enid very much.

Though the language is simple, the book doesn’t avoid mentioning some of the more distressing parts of Blyton’s life. It talks about the time she nearly died of whooping-cough, and about how her father left the family when she was 13.

Some parts are simplified though. For example we’re told Blyton disliked taking care of her siblings and helping round the house as well as how her mother didn’t like her writing stories but it avoids going into detail about the difficult relationship between the two. Similarly it is mentioned that Blyton’s first marriage ended during the war, and she then remarried but no other details are given.

The book is clearly aimed at young readers, keen to know more about their favourite author, so it is not surprising the book does not delve into the murkier areas of Blyton’s marriages, her relationship with her mother, her miscarriage or the decline of her health during the 1960s.

Some of the book is written from Gillian’s perspective, using a first person narrative. She tells us a few childhood anecdotes though she refers to her mother as Enid throughout which does sound slightly odd – especially as she said on the first page that Enid is her mother.

The book is filled with lovely photographs of Blyton, her family, her homes and of her books and characters. At the end of the book is a useful timeline, outlining some of the more important events in Blyton’s life.

Despite the short length of this book – it’s only 22 pages long (the actual book starts on page 5, and the last page is an index/glossary) – it certainly packs in a lot of information. Most of the basic information about Blyton’s life is there as well as several interesting facts – like the Mary Mouse books being made out of offcuts from other books due to war-time paper rationing.

I think children will really enjoy this book, as it contains lots of interesting information without getting bogged down in potentially boring details. There are plenty of interesting pictures on every page as well – ones which directly relate to the content of the text.

First edition from 1997

First edition from 1997

My 2003 edition

My 2003 edition

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hope to look at more of the biographical books about Blyton soon (I have six more of them!) so I will have to make sure I make time to read them so I can review them.

P.S. I apologise for the shortness of this review but it would be hard to write more about such a short book (maybe it makes up for subjecting you all to over 6,000 words about Who’s Who?)

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Julian’s News, chapter 6

It has been a little while since I gave you a piece of Julian’s News, but I hope you’ll forgive me. It got myself into a little bit of a writing rut and couldn’t get out of it. But now, it’s all ready and waiting for you.

If you haven’t read any before or need to refresh your memory, then check out the rest of the story from the links below:

Prequel – The way you make me feel
Part One – Julian’s news, telling Dick
Part Two – Julian’s news, back at Kirrin
Part Three – Julian’s news, the first day
Part Four – George
Part Five – George again

For those of you who have read everything so far read on! And in case you’re wondering;  yes I have finished.

Now I present you with part 6. I hope you enjoy it!


A WALK AND SOME TROUBLE

When Dick and Anne got back to Kirrin Cottage they found Julian talking to Aunt Fanny in the Kitchen. By the look on her face she had been told about Sally, and about George’s outburst.

“Hullo chaps. No luck by the looks on your faces,” Julian said glumly when he saw them.

“Not for lack of trying,” said Dick.

“It would have been a lot better if Dick hadn’t gotten impatient,” Anne said, glancing sideways at her brother. “But George is firmly thinks that you’re jolly selfish and that Sally will stop you having adventures.”

“She is also convinced that Sally is soppy and stupid for getting kidnapped,” Dick said, sitting down heavily in one of the kitchen chairs and picking up a piece of pastry that had escaped from his Aunt’s mince pie cases.

Anne watched Julian’s face as they told him what George had said. He was hurt. Anne moved around to his side and gave her eldest brother a hug.

“Don’t fret Ju,” she told him, glancing over her shoulder at Dick. “George will be fine when she calms down I expect.”

“I’ve been a right fool, Anne,” Julian told her. “If I had told you all together then none of this would have happened.”

“I expect it would have done Julian,” his Aunt chimed in. “George would probably have reacted exactly the same way. I had hoped that George had grown out of this behaviour.”

“And we wouldn’t have this problem if I hadn’t cornered you while you were reading your letter,” Anne said apologetically.

“None of this is your fault Anne,” Julian and Dick said firmly together.

“Certainly not Anne,” Aunt Fanny said kindly. “Will you be a dear and fetch me the jar of my homemade mincemeat from the scullery dear?”

Anne nodded and ran off to fetch the jar for her Aunt.

“Boys, you just need to leave George to cool off, as you know very well by now,” Aunt Fanny said, turning to them. She laid a hand on Julian’s shoulder. “You have done nothing wrong, Julian. George would have acted the same anyway you told her, and now I think you just need to sit back and let her work through it.”

“If she doesn’t come around to the idea of Sally and I though, Aunt Fanny, we could be in for a very awkward Christmas,” said Julian. Dick nodded in agreement.

“Don’t you boys worry,” Aunt Fanny said as Anne appeared with the jar of mincemeat. “Christmas will be fine, even if George is sulking.”

“The idiotic thing is that if I had told everyone together Aunty, George may have been better about everything!” said Julian sadly.

“It is possible, but then I suspect George still would have been upset,” said Aunt Fanny as she spooned the mincemeat into the pastry cases. “Now, you three go for a nice long walk or something to clear your heads. It’s a nice day and we shan’t get many of these as we get closer to Christmas.”

“Yes lets!” Dick agreed. “Come on Julian, it’ll be nice just to walk until we can walk no more.”

“Alright,” Julian said with a sudden smile. “Let’s do that.”

All three went off to get their coats and scarves while Aunt Fanny continued to fill the mince pies with a smile on her face.  She knew that her daughter was difficult, and that she disliked change, much like her father. Aunt Fanny had no doubt however that sooner or later George would get over her sulk and things between the five would once again be peaceful.

While she filled the pastry cases, Aunt Fanny wondered whether her daughter would ever accept any of her cousin’s partners as it would take them all a step further away from their childhood and their adventures.

‘Maybe I should have a word with George,’ Aunt Fanny thought. ‘Remind her that she can’t possibly stay a child forever and things have to change. I shall do that I think, but I’ll leave it a day or two to see if they sort it out for themselves. I should hate to make George think that I was interfering.’

As Aunt Fanny mused over the trouble between the five at Julian’s news, Dick, Julian and Anne had wrapped up warm and headed out for a walk.

“Let’s head down towards the old quarry,” said Dick enthusiastically.

“Lets not,” Anne shivered. “It will be colder down there and the sides will be slippery.”

They both waited for Julian to make a decision but their brother’s mind was clearly elsewhere.

“Julian?” Dick asked his brother, giving him a nudge. Julian jumped.

“Sorry. I was miles away.”

“We noticed,” Anne said, tucking her arm through Julian’s. She shared a smile with Dick. “We were waiting for your opinion on heading down to the old quarry.”

“Best not,” Julian said, making himself pay attention to them. “I don’t think it will be very safe at the moment.”

“You’re becoming more like Julian every time I see you Anne,” Dick teased his sister.

Julian guffawed as Anne spoke indignantly to Dick. “You could do with being a little more sensible, yourself.”

“That just takes the fun out of everything!” Dick retorted.

Julian smiled vaguely as his brother and sister bickered, wondering how long it would take George to come around and stop sulking. He wished he could talk to Sally but reasoned with himself that it would not do to tell her that George had taken such a stand against her.

Dick and Anne were still bickering playfully as they walked up onto the coastal path, in sight of Kirrin island where they had had so many of their adventures. Julian stopped to look at the island, a frown on his face. Anne and Dick stopped as well, and turned to look at the island in silence.

Anne considered how much older her brother looked now. She wished she could help him resolve the situation with George but knew that there was no way to do that until George was ready to talk.

Dick stood with his hands in his pockets and was whistling softly while thinking about all their previous adventures; it would all be very different now, with a different kind of adventure looming in the future. He felt a lot older now Julian was no longer at the same school as him, and had to think about the plan for his life very seriously over the last term; whether he should go to university before doing his national service as Julian had done or to do his service with the RAF first.

All three were silent for a long time, thinking about how things had changed in such a short space of time. Anne slipped an arm through each of her brother’s and was just about to suggest that they carried on with their walk when they heard a loud and familiar bark racing closer to them at top speed.

They turned to look back the way they had come and saw Timmy racing towards them at top speed, but no George followed him.

Without even thinking Julian found himself racing towards Timmy, Dick and Anne close at his heels.

“Here boy, here Tim,” Julian called crouching down as he reached the dog. “Where’s George old chap? What’s the matter?”

But Timmy couldn’t tell Julian what was wrong, all he could do was bark frantically at the three and paced back and forth, trying to get them to realise that they had to follow him.

“He wants us to follow him, surely!” Anne said, watching the dog as Timmy pawed at her skirt. “He never leaves George unless he has to!”

“Then  George is in trouble,” Julian said, standing up. He took hold of Tim’s collar and said clearly to the dog;

“Come on then Tim, where is she?”

Finally happy that he had got through to the three children, Timmy licked Julian’s hand and barked as if to say “Follow me and hurry!”

Continued in chapter 7

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Good Work, Secret Seven – A Review by Ben

The Secret Seven are enjoying a meeting in the trademark shed of Peter and Janet’s back garden a few days before bonfire night. Nibbling away at staple Enid Blyton favourites such as chocolate biscuits, apples, ginger buns, doughnuts, peppermint rock, hazelnuts and nutcrackers, the seven children are enjoying a feast in their well-lit shed, powered by an oil stove, with flower pots and boxes for the children to sit on. Suddenly the annoying Susie knocks on the door of the hideout and correctly shouts the password ‘Guy Fawkes’ much to the dismay of the Seven. Cue a quarrel which leaves poor Jack (Susie’s brother) red in the face after it emerges that utterances in his sleep have led to Susie finding out the password.

However, the excitement and Susie’s slyness are not to end there. Late to the meeting, Colin bursts in with an exciting tale about how he had overheard men quarrelling in the bushes on his journey down. In all the kerfuffle he dropped his torch on the pavement near the bushes and bravely went to pick it up only to discover the men had gone when he flashed it on. But to the joy of all the Seven Colin had found a notebook which contained notes about stolen items from a famous cricketer, and a place where the alleged thieves would meet up to discuss their plan.

Thinking they are in on another adventure, the Seven arrange to travel to the old workmen’s shed at the back of Lane’s garage where the gang are due to meet. Following their arrival, the Seven noticing a light on, creep up to the shed and hear a number of terrifying bangs. Bewildered, Peter peeps through the letterbox and to his astonishment sees Susie and her friends banging paper bags. The angry Seven demand the laughing Susie and her friends come out of the shed, but they only agree after Susie threatens to tell their whole school if the Seven pulled her hair.

Facing the impossible Susie

Facing the impossible Susie

In despair, Peter and Janet go to see their mother’s old nanny Mrs Penton the next day. After an enjoyable afternoon of cream buns and chocolate éclairs, their father picks them up, taking them to station where he has to collect some parcels. It is here that the adventure of this book starts. Bored and tired, Peter and Janet are about to doze off when two men creep into either side of their dad’s car and drive off. Sensing the fact his dad’s car has been stolen, Peter tells a frightened Janet to crouch down so the two men can not see the two children. Eventually, the two men stop in a part of town that the children do not know, before the driver tells his companion to get in touch with Q8061 about meeting at Sid’s place at five o’clock in the evening.

In the stolen car

In the stolen car

Scared but excited, Peter and Janet manage to find a phone box where their shocked dad picks them up. However, their dad does not want to phone the police about the two thieves, meaning it is left to the children to catch the pair.

The next day, Peter and Janet tell the rest of the Seven about the drama the previous day, thrilled, they all agree to search for clues. First, the Seven try Peter and Janet’s dads’ car where, to her delight, Janet finds a spectacle case with a note for ‘Briggs. Renning 2150.’ Jack also finds a button which had fallen off a mac. In light of this, the children search for the address in a telephone directory and find that Mr H.E.J. Briggs lives at Little Hill, Raynes Road, Renning. To their disappointment, this person turns out to be a friend of Peter and Janet’s dad.

Soon things get worse for the Seven when they decide to build a guy for bonfire night in Colin’s summerhouse. Sadly, Scamper comes bursting in to see the children, only to knock a lit candle on to the straw and hay needed to build the guy. Consequently, a fire destroys the guy and burns some of Colin’s summerhouse.

The distraught children are now mourning over their lack of progress in the adventure and the burning of their guy. But a bright idea from Jack involves Peter dressing up as a guy outside Sid’s cafe to be a look-out for the two men who stole his dad’s car turns the adventure for the better. There you have it, Peter ends up dressing as a guy, a wonderful one too with his old pair of patched trousers, great big boots, scarf, big old hat and a wig made of black wool. Down he goes with George, Colin and Jack to the cafe in a wheelbarrow and it is here where the mystery will start. Will Peter and the rest of the boys spot the two men? Will the Secret Seven find out what Q8061 is? Does the button belong to the coats of one of the men? You can only find out by reading this book!

The 'guy'

The ‘guy’

I enjoyed reading this book as I was really taken in by Susie and her friends trick on the Secret Seven. I was convinced that the children were in on another mystery so to find out that it was all a hoax was a surprise. Blyton’s idea to dress Peter up as a guy was fantastic and made for a compelling story. It was clever how she managed to link the bonfire night theme with the narrative for this book. I just hoped that Peter would find the two men and it’s good to see a guy being made use of rather than to be burnt again!

First edition dust jacket

First edition dust jacket

Next review: Secret Seven Win Through

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The first Monday in June

May has flown by and it’s now June, which means it’s nearly time for the Enid Blyton Society’s Beckenham trip. I’m excited to meet up with Blyton fans again, spend some time with Stef and visit some great places.

This week was a fanficcy week on the blog, and there might be more to come, as I suspect Stef will be sharing the next instalment in her Julian’s News series.

If this week is anything like the last few, I will be panic-writing a post the night before it’s due to go on. I would say it will be my review of Humpty Dumpty and Belinda, but I’ve been saying that for ages and I’m no closer to finishing it. I may have to delete it all and start again as I’ve just gotten stuck with it. If it’s not that, I have no idea what it will be. Please send all your inspiration my way!

Our contributor this week is Ben, with his next review of the Secret Seven books.

I’ve not done much blogging lately, but I have done a lot of walking (over 100 miles in May!) and when I walk, I take photographs. Here are a few of my favourites from the past few weeks.

Oh, and I nearly forgot! We passed 17,000 views this week, hurrah!

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If the Kirrins and Mannering/Trents went on dates, the remix

You might remember I wrote about the Kirrins and the Mannering/Trents going on dates before. That time I paired Julian with Lucy-Ann, Dick with Dinah, George with Jack and Anne with Philip. This time, I’m going to swap them around and it will be as if the other dates never happened.


DICK AND LUCY-ANN

“This is a lovely place, Dick” said Lucy-Ann, “I’ve never walked through here before.”

“I discovered it quite by accident, actually,” replied Dick, “but it is lovely. I like to come from a wander when I can.”

They walked in comfortable silence for a while, each sneaking glances at the other and smiling at each other when they made eye contact. Then Lucy-Ann stopped suddenly and frowned.

“What’s up?” asked Dick, feeling slightly worried. The date had being going well, hadn’t it?

“I thought I heard something. Yes, there it is again.”

Dick listened carefully. “Oh, yes. There must be a cat nearby.”

They carried on walking for a short time, the sound of the cat becoming louder and more plaintive as they went.

“There!” cried Lucy-Ann who had been anxiously scanning the trees for the animal, “it’s up that tree. It must be stuck!”

Dick shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other as Lucy-Ann looked beseechingly at him. “Cats are almost never stuck. Every time someone goes up to rescue one, the cat jumps down on its own!”

“Pooh,” said Lucy-Ann, “we can’t leave the poor thing stuck there. It’s obviously distressed!”

With that, she moved closer to the tree to try and coax the animal down to a lower branch. Unfortunately, she was not looking where she was putting her feet, and stepped into a rabbit hole. With a sudden cry, she stumbled sideways.

Dick fairly leapt forward to steady her.

“Are you OK?” he asked.

“I think so,” replied Lucy-Ann with a watery smile. “I’ve twisted my ankle slightly, though.”

“I think we’d better get you home then,” said Dick.

“But what about the cat?” said Lucy-Ann.

Dick sighed. He helped Lucy-Ann to sit on a tree stump and eyed the tree critically. Grabbing a shoulder-height branch he hoisted himself up into the tree. Standing up, he put out his arms to lift the cat down. The cat turned its back on Dick, flicked its tail, and quickly made its way to a broken branch trailing almost to the ground on the other side of the tree. With total ease, the cat walked down the branch, jumped lightly to the ground and sauntered off through the trees.

“Right then,” said Dick. “That’s that done then.”

Lucy-Ann stifled a laugh. “Sorry, Dick. You did very well. I guess the cat wasn’t stuck after all.”

“No, but you look like you might need a bit of rescuing,” replied Dick, dropping down from the tree.

“I know just the chap for the job,” said Lucy-Ann looking up at him.


GEORGE AND PHILIP

Before Philip could step forward to open the restaurant door, George grabbed the handle and held it open for him.

“Er, thanks” he muttered. “Reservations for two, under Mannering?” he said to the waitress standing at the podium.

Philip and George followed the waitress to a quiet corner table, where George’s glare  sent Philip quickly to his own seat without helping George into hers. The waitress pretended not to notice before handing out menus and informing them of the specials.

“You really don’t let men do anything for you, do you?” Philip asked George as he read the menu.

“I don’t need men to do anything for me,” replied George. “I’m as good as a man any day.”

Deciding not to push the issue, Philip steered the conversation to less controversial topics, and soon had George laughing about some of the things he and Jack had got up to at school. George had some fairly amusing anecdotes herself, and any awkwardness has disappeared before the main course arrived.

As they left the restaurant, utterly stuffed after three courses, Philip reached out to take George’s elbow on the stairs. George immediately pulled her arm away starting to say “I don’t need…” before breaking off and grimacing as her foot landed in something warm and squishy on the next step.

“I know,” smiled Philip. “It’s just I noticed the spilt take-away food there and thought you’d rather not stand in it. But I guess if you’re ‘as good as a man’, you don’t mind.”

“No.” sniffed George. “It’s not a problem” she said, discreetly trying to scrape congealing gravy off the side of her shoe.


JULIAN AND DINAH

“George’s boat is being painted, but I know how much you wanted to see Kirrin Island,” said Julian, “so I thought we’d take the under-sea tunnel, if that’s OK with you?”

“Of course,” replied Dinah. “I’m quite used to secret tunnels and passages. Do you have torches?”

“I do.”

“What are we waiting for then?”

Julian led the way to the old quarry and admired the way Dinah fearlessly scrambled down the steep sides. “Uncle Quentin had a steel door put over the tunnel entrance, to keep out trouble-makers,” he explained to Dinah. “I’ve got the key here, though.”

Julian opened the low door which squealed in protest.  “I’ll go first,” he said before handing Dinah a torch and crawling in to the tunnel.

Dinah easily kept up with Julian through the long sea-tunnel, and seemed unperturbed by the booming sea above. On the island Julian showed her the wreck, the ruins and the cave. They sat dipping their feet in the rock-pools outside the cave, and Julian picked up a starfish to show Dinah. Dinah wrinkled up her nose when he offered it to her to hold.

Eventually the light grew dimmer and the evening turned chilly. The two headed back into the dungeons to walk back through the tunnels. Julian was just thinking how nice it was to date a girl who wasn’t afraid of dark tunnels and ‘creepy’ wrecks when Dinah stopped abruptly.

“What was that?” she asked, her voice sounding slightly unsteady.

Julian listened carefully, and identified the source of the scrabbling and squeaking.

“Oh, there are probably a few rats in these tunnels,” he said airily. “But don’t worry, they’re more afraid of you, than you are of-“

He didn’t finish his sentence before Dinah shrieked and ran off down the tunnel. “Hie, Dinah, wait!” he called. When she didn’t stop he started jogging after her. Quickly he realised she’d taken a wrong turn and he stopped. Shouting after her again, he realised he could barely hear her footsteps.

Retracing his steps, he raced down the right tunnels and back to Kirrin Cottage. Luckily George and Timmy were there, and after panting out his story, they accompanied him back to the tunnels. Timmy quickly found Dinah, and led everyone safely out to the quarry.

George didn’t say anything to Dinah, just gave Julian a look and took Timmy home.

“I guess I should have told you I was a bit afraid of some animals,” said Dinah, not meeting Julian’s eyes.

“Well, I suppose you can’t be brave about everything,” he replied, giving her  a hug.


ANNE AND JACK

“This is the life,” said Jack contentedly, sitting back in his chair.

“Mmmmmmm” Kiki agreed, diving into the marmalade on the sideboard for another beak-full.

“You’d better not let Anne catch you doing that, old thing. She made that marmalade herself.”

“Mmmmmmm” Kiki said again, flapping over to Jack’s shoulder as the kitchen door opened.

“It’s apple-pie for afters” said Anne, eyeing Kiki’s sticky beak suspiciously. “I hope that’s OK.”

“Definitely,” said Jack.

“Definitely,” repeated Kiki.

“I’ve brought some for Kiki too,” said Anne, producing a small plate with a small slice on it.

“Mmmmmmm,” said Kiki.

After dessert, Jack took the dishes through to the kitchen. When he returned Anne led him through to the lounge, leaving Kiki in the dining-room. They spent a pleasant hour chatting before Jack suddenly wondered about Kiki.

He went into the dining-room, but couldn’t see her anywhere. The door to the kitchen was open, however.

“Anne,” called Jack. “I’m ever so sorry, but I think Kiki got into the pantry.”

“Oh that’s OK,” replied Anne. “She can’t have done much harm.”

“Are you kidding?” said Jack, “She’ll have eaten everything she could get her greedy beak on!”

Anne just smiled, and opened the pantry door.

Kiki flew to Jack’s shoulder, and Jack peered into the almost empty pantry, looking more and more confused as his eyes scanned the shelves.

“Mother emptied out the pantry yesterday to have new shelves fitted,” explained Anne. “We used up what we could, the rest is in a kitchen cupboard… all that I put in there was a small dish of marmalade and one of sunflower seeds…”

“God save Anne,” said Kiki, and cackled.


I hope you liked these. Some  of these were harder to write than others (I couldn’t think of anything for Jack and Anne for ages!) Now I’ve written all variations, which pairings do you like best? I’m toying with writing more for some of the pairings, maybe so it’d be good to know which ones work best.

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May Flowers

We’ve had some perfect weather for flowers, warm and wet with a dash of sunshine! So let’s get looking shall we?

It’s definitely time to start looking for those flowers!

And with that said, these are the flowers you need to be looking out for this month.

Bluebell: This flower does not really need describing, for it is as well-known as the daisy. Its stalk of beautiful blue bells rises from the bulb, and fills the woods with fragrance. Count the six petals, joined into a bell. Notice the long, strap-shaped leaves, which look as if someone had folded them in half, for they have a crease down the middle.

Bluebells from http://www.lucypaintbox.org.uk
Bluebells from http://www.lucypaintbox.org.uk

Dandelion: Another well-known flower, with its big golden heads showing on the bank and way-side. The big head is made up of a great many florets in the form of flower-tubes. Pick a dandelion, and pull out one of the strap-shaped florets. Notice the toothed leaves, which give the plant its name – dandelion means dents-de-lion, lion’s teeth. Notice to the hollow stalk, with a milky juice inside. Watch for the beautiful “clocks” that are the seed heads of the ripened flower.

Dandelion flower and seed head. From http://www.publicdomainpictures.net

Dandelion flower and seed head. From http://www.publicdomainpictures.net

Cowslip: We all know the dancing cowslip, nodding so gaily in the wind on the hillside and in the fields. Look at the loose cluster of lemon-coloured flowers at the top of the stout stalk, each set in a pale-green calyx cup. Notice the nick in the outer edge of the petals and the bright red-orange spot at the base. The leaves will remind you of the primrose’s for they are crinkled all over.

Meadow buttercup: There is no mistaking the golden, polished cup of this meadow buttercup, which so often makes a carpet of gold in our fields. Notice the deeply cut-up leaves, covered with soft hairs.

Red clover: Look at the pinkish-purple heads, and notice that they are made up of thirty or more tiny flowers that belong to the sweet-pea family. If you pull out one or two, you will see the resemblance to the sweet-pea. Notice the trefoil leaves – that is, the leaves growing in groups of three. Tre means three, and foil means leaf – trefoil, three-leafed.

Red Clover on Wikipedia

Red clover on Wikipedia

Scarlet pimpernel: A small plant, growing by the wayside. It is easily known because of its bright scarlet flowers. They have fine round petals. Notice the small, oval leaves. Turn them over and see the little dots on the under surface. This flower shuts its petals up in  bad weather.

Scarlet Pimpernel by http://4.bp.blogspot.com

Scarlet pimpernel by http://4.bp.blogspot.com

Tufted vetch: We have many of these little sweet-pea-like flowers, called vetches. The tufted vetch is one of the commonest. See if you can find it growing in the hedge. It has a tuft of bright-blue or purple flowers, shaped like tiny sweet-peas. Notice the pea-pods that grow when the flower has faded, each with a curly tail. Notice the pairs of strap-like leaflets, and the tendrils that help the plant climb upwards.

Heart’s-ease, or wild pansy: This is a very easy plant to know because it is exactly like  miniature pansy. It grows in the fields or by the wayside. It has five petals, two of purple and three of orange-yellow. The leaves are oval-shaped with wavy edges.

Wild Pansy or Heart's-Ease by http://www.organicsoul.com

Wild pansy or heart’s-ease by http://www.organicsoul.com

Red campion, white campion: The red campion likes a damp place to grow in, so look for it by the streams or in ditches, or in shady hedges. It is a tall flower deep rose-red in colour. There are five petals, deeply nicked, lying flat at the top of the sepal-cup. Notice the red, sticky stem, and the leaves that grow opposite one another in pairs, set close to the stem.

The white campion is much the same as the red, but has white flowers.

Red Campion by http://www.pyb.co.uk

Red campion by http://www.pyb.co.uk

Ribwort plantain: This is the flower that boys and girls play “soldiers” with. I expect that you know how to play. You pick the stout plantain head, and then try and strike off the head of your friends plantain with it. If you fail, your friend has a turn with his. The flowers are set close together in brown, cone-shaped heads. You may see the yellow heads of the stamens standing out of this brown head. Notice the narrow pointed leaves, growing in a circle from the root. Look at the long “ribs” running up the leaves. These “ribs” give the plant its name of ribwort.

Yarrow, or milfoil: Look for this plan in fields or waste places. Although you might not think so, it belongs to the daisy family. Look at the clusters of flowers at the top of the stiff woody stem – they are just like tiny white daisies. Notice the very much cut-up leaves – they are so much divided that the leaf seems as feathery as a fern.

And there you have them. May’s flowers. Sorry they are a bit late, but things got in the way. However, have fun trying to find these beauties and I’ll be back with June’s flowers soon!

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