We shall be having a party in our house this week to celebrate a certain someone's 7th birthday. We have been planning this party for a year and collecting bits and bobs along the way. Here's a little taster of the theme.
These are books that neither kidlet or her friends have ever heard of, let alone read, but I loved the covers and they remind me of my own misspent youth reading under the covers with a torch.
I have never read Hideaway in the Hills but loved how gutsy the horse rider seems. I would have wanted to be her when I was a child, just not on a horse.
I was forced to read Watership Down by my mother when I was at school even though I really wanted Tarka The Otter, that's what the cool kids were reading! We went to see the film too, I still have nightmares! (Love the Art Garfunkel song though.)
I was forced to read Watership Down by my mother when I was at school even though I really wanted Tarka The Otter, that's what the cool kids were reading! We went to see the film too, I still have nightmares! (Love the Art Garfunkel song though.)
I'm sure I read the Enid Blyton story as I read nearly all of her 'cannon', but as all the stories merged into one (plucky children eat sandwiches, drink ginger beer, stumble upon bad guys being bad, discover a secret passage way and save the day) I couldn't say for sure if this particular one was on my shelf. A shelf, by the way, which was organised alphabetically! I also had a book to sign any novels out if friends wanted to borrow them. I took my reading seriously then!
Little Women was one of my favourite books, I wanted to be Beth, everyone loved her and she was so good, then either Amy (beautiful and artistic) or at a push Jo (spirited), but never Meg (boring!). Now, considering my life, I think I've turned into a Meg and who ever aspired to be her?
Anyway I shall be sharing more of the celebrations soon.
