Thursday, 16 August 2012
I Blame Enid Blyton
I blame Enid Blyton for creating in my head a Utopian ideal of how life should be lived. I also believe I am part of a generation of Enid Blyton readers who all share the same ideals. I have friends on Facebook with whom I have not had contact with for over twenty years and are living their life how Enid would have wanted. Self sufficient, living in the countryside, drinking lashings of Ginger Beer, helping Father dig up the potatoes before going up the Faraway Tree for an adventure with Moon-Face (and still chuckle at the names Dick and Fanny). I take great delight in recycling everything possible, scouring car boot sales, blackberrying, and 'proper' home cooking. My elder children consider me slightly barmy and my husband smiles at me (the way one would at a small child) when I show him my latest homemade creation. Yet, this is me and I want to share it with you -whoever will listen.