Recently one of my bookish on-line British friends mentioned, and not for the first time, her love when young of Enid Blyton books. This time I decided to find out what the fuss was all about and so I bought the first of the Malory series, First Term at Malory Towers for the Kindle.
So I got it and I read through it quickly as it's a book apparently aimed at girls 9 to 12 years old. And it was delightful. Comfort reading for lockdown days.
I thought I'd go ahead and read the other 5 or 6 books in the Malory series, but the Kindle versions do not exist. Nor, it would seem, does the Kindle version I bought a week ago.
Now if this were a Harry Potter book I'd know what happened - Hermione decided these books were taking up valuable time and space and deleted them. But Malory isn't that sort of school.
So where did they go? The old cloth and paper copies are in the three figures - all those old girls who are now grown and can afford to pay hundreds of pounds or dollars for childhood memories I guess.
So back to binge reading Agatha Christie.
I'm sorry you haven't been able to read all the Malory Towers books. I'm lucky enough to have the set in old hardbacks, all picked up cheaply.
I've never been much of a Blyton fan but I think the Malory Towers books are the best she wrote and they are among my favourite school stories.
There was a TV series here earlier this year. I thought it was dreadful but many people liked it.
Posted by: callmemadam | Thursday, May 28, 2020 at 02:54 AM
madam, I'm pleased to have you back up my judgment that the Malory Towers book I read is worthwhile - not to mention entertaining.
I do wish I could pick up old, used copies in local second-hand bookstores but I suspect few copies made their way over the years to eastern Washington.
Posted by: Mary Ronan Drew | Thursday, May 28, 2020 at 06:54 AM