My rating: 2 of 5 stars
It’s the one where, well, things happen? You know, that thing? And the other one? And that other onezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz sorry where was I? Ah yes, I was recounting the tales of the Chalet School Triplets, immortalised forever in their distinctly sack-like blue dresses. This is the book where they do things, one ‘thing’ per triplet, and highjinks ensue and everything ends welllzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
That’s this book. There are moments in it, such as the Margot Moment which is BONKERS and involve her getting away with something she really should never have gotten away with, but that’s dulled and deadened by the Len saga … and the Con saga .. and the bit with the drippy French girl .. and the play …. zzzzzzz….
The thing is, The Chalet School Triplets has bits which are all sort of done before. Syrup is given to bears, people pilfer babies and even flipping Clem pops up in the flipping school play again. It is so very zzz worthy.
(But oh, that Margot thing? Do you all Know Of What I Speak? Was it just me who still can’t quite fathom out how she got away with it?)