Dare I say anything on the internet, this book was to me the most incredible,'unblytonesque' enid blyton book i had ever read. Indeed as a child of blyton, i must say, as perhaps an odious, precocious, child i remember concluding this to myself, that as an Enid Blyton reader, like many, i had read, literally hundreds of her books, and had been vaguely aware of her, sexism, classism, anti-americanism, but i had borne that in mind, and disregarded it (it was part of the humour of the package) . I do remember this book and being astonished by it, ( unlike other books of hers for some reason i only read it the once) and was surprised ,quite a lot of her work was rather similar, comfortingly so, but i do remember this as an almost stand alone work, it seemed to have real hardship and an unpredictable ending, I was gladdened to see it here, feeling it to be a lesser known work (part of the odious child lives on i see) but it was fantastic, and touching.. goodness enough has been said about enid blyton, unfairly as she never had the right of reply, all allegations having being levied after her death, but really i do feel JK has nothing on her, anyway, best wishes.