REVIEW: The Family at Red-Roofs

There was a time when I read Enid Blyton books. More than that, I had Opinions - the Famous Five were better than the Secret Seven and I'd have much rather been to Malory Towers (St Clare's might have got two head girls, but we never read about their being two head girls, thus making it not as good). And then, despite what some would say given the fondness for girls own books in this lj, I grew up and there was a cull of my Blyton books. I sort of wish I'd kept The Naughtiest Girl series, but I don't think I did. In fact, I rather think that what books I did keep were a random selection and that there was more of slipping through the cracks than intent in the process. Anyhow, Blyton has been someone I've read about more than read for donkey's years, but over the past twenty-four hours (interspersed by sleep, work and grocery shopping), I read (for the first time, I think. It may not have survived a cull as much as been something I absent-mindedly bought after it.)

The Family at Red-Roofs: Enid Blyton. Armada, reprinted 1968

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Edited for typos on 8/1/11.