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.