Enid Blyton played a HUGE part of my childhood memories. I think I went through every single story book she wrote. As a result, my idea of the world outside of my own little bubble resembled something out of the 50's where everyone ate tinned peaches, had a collie dog and said "Jolly Well" in their conversations. My favorite was definitely the Magic Faraway Tree...it had a character called Moonface for crying out loud! How can you not like that?
Another favorite of mine. Basically all these animals chase after this wombat because they want to eat him. The 5 year old me loved this book. I would carry it around with me everywhere very proudly, along with my book on snakes and reptiles (who knew what that was about?!)
After work I'm heading to the Barbican to watch a documentary film that wowed the Sundance Film Festival. I'm sure it'll be a lighthearted little number! It's going to take at least 2 episodes of the Gilmore Girls to get the pep back into my soul after watching it. Any maybe a little perv on Lautner. That boy...he makes me come over all Cougar like.
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