Wednesday 11 February 2009

Enid Mary Blyton (1897 – 1968)

Enid Blyton was one of my favourite authors when when I was a very small boy, Hollow Tree House being my favoured bedtime reading for a while when I was down.
Living in a hollowed out log, depending upon the charity of
some posh kids for something to eat.
Life isn't so bad after all, my seven year old self used to say to himself, sigh contentedly, give my goll-err...teddy bear a hug and go to sleep.
The thought of Auntie Enid being a racist snob, just nonsense of course...


  1. Conan

    Your Gonna burn in hell so you are.

  2. I used to love reading Blyton when I was a wee laddie. An awful snob so she was - don't know about racist though.

  3. Conan,

    Didn't Judge Dread have a song called Secret Seven or something like that?

  4. Heh, indeed brownlie, Big Seven.

    "Mary had a little pig, it was always gruntin'

    she lead it up the garden path and kicked it's little...

    Well remembered.

  5. I was also an Enid Blyton fan. It go me reading..what else can anybody ask?