My love of Enid Blyton has been squashed after I saw the movie of her life. She was horrible to her own children and never even made time to read them any of her books while she went out and read them to strangers children regularly. Shipped them off to boarding school and out of her hair at a very young age. Made me sad someone could write such tales of wonderful childhood adventures while her own children were having miserable childhoods.




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