Enid Blyton's prodigious output of hearty stories for young people may have been mocked and satirised over the years — some are no longer in print due to ‘outdated’ themes and attitudes — but her lively stories about naughty schoolgirls, buried treasure and midnight feasts continue to absorb generations of children, as well as adult collectors. Enid Blyton at home in Beaconsfield in 1968, the year she died. (Image credit: Alamy)Blyton (1897–1968…
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