Having paid homage to your (and my) Grandparents last week, I thought we’d trot a little further down the Lane of Memory this week with some literary indulgence.
What were the books that inspired you as a child? Read on, and share your own memories with us here!
…..and Timmy, the Dog….
From the age of about 9 years old, I became captivated by Enid Blyton’s stories of the terribly British Famous Five. A group of…..well, frankly not terribly well supervised children who spent all summer long looking for trouble and usually finding it.
My parents used to refer to me as The Bookworm. I would spend most of our summer holidays with my not inconsiderable nose wedged between the pages of one of these un-put-downable stories, and would sprint from one book to the next as if the pages were food and I hadn’t eaten for weeks. Perhaps the very fact that I was on holiday, with the sound of the sea nearby afforded me the chance to imagine myself as part of the gang of 5 sleuths, solving mysteries in their Cornish landscape? All too often, I outpaced even myself. The stash of 4 books, intended to last me a fortnight would often run out and we would have to replenish my supplies. Trust me, it was not easy to get your daughter a Famous Five ‘fix’ when you were camping in some remote corner of Wales in the early 1970s….No Secret Seven or Mallory Towers for me! They simply wouldn’t do.
Other books which left a similarly lasting impression upon me were the Ladybird hardbacks for children. A sort of 1960s/70s ‘learn to read’ series of both non-fiction and classic fairy tales. By far the most marvellous of these was Cinderella, or at least it was to my 7 year old self. I was captivated by the illustrations of this dreamy Princess. I can still recognise the cover of this book after all these years.
And then there was Mrs Pepperpot. A slightly dotty old lady who could shrink to the size of a… well, pepperpot!
Looking back now, the Famous Five seem ridiculously outdated. My eldest son has never agreed to read them. Proof perhaps that you cannot feed the mind of a child of the Millennium with the ‘lashings of gingerbeer’ and ‘Tally Ho’ dialogue from a time gone by. But they will forever stay dear to me, a tiny part of childhood wedged firmly within my family stories.
In those formative years, in the days before TV dominated our every waking hour, and when our parents expected us to find entertainment in the simplest of pleasures, a good book was often the place where I lost myself and subsequently found my joy. What about you? Do you have memories of particular books from your childhood or more recent past?
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Other posts in this series:-
Week 1 - My earliest baby photo
Week 2 - Old School Portrait
Week 3 - Earliest Writings
Week 4 - Bestest Friends
Week 5 - Teenage Crushes
Week 6 - First Movie Memories
Week 7 - The Song You Snogged Your Hand To
Week 8 – Homage to Grandparents