(Another phase of The Spectacularly Self-Indulgent Birthday Weekend!)
Enid Blyton is a thing of wonder. I’m sure we can all agree on this? And on Sunday I visited her old house. Old Thatch is located just outside of Bourne End, Bucks. There’s a nice part about it here and the official website here.
Guys, I have a confession. I think, at last, I get Enid Blyton.
The thing is, to understand Enid, you need to go all method. You need to be the Blyton. You need to look at moss on top of a wall and see mountains, you need to hold conversations with fish and know that their silence isn’t because they don’t understand you it’s because they’re being rude, and you need to be able to see the world in the curve of a flower stem.
Enjoy the pictures.
And Be The Blyton.