... Billions of blue blistering barnacles, isn't it staring us in the face? Sometimes a thing's so obvious it's hard to see where the debate could start. What debate can there be when the evidence is so overwhelmingly one-way? A callow, androgynous blonde-qui...
...school when I was supposed to be asleep. I don't remember the exact first book I read, but I'm afraid to admit that Biggles and Enid Blyton featured prominently on my reading list, later to be replaced by Jack London who I still believe to be a tremendous...
...the origins of Robert Peel’s Bow Street originals — intentionally recruited from the lower ranks of the Armed Services. Enid Blyton and Agatha Christie have done nothing to improve the public image, rather reinforcing a stereotype of the bumbling uneducated...
...heaven's sake give them real names, that is, Indian names, not names like Mr Jones and Mr Henderson." Fed a steady diet of Enid Blyton, Umrigar was an expert on small-town England but a neophyte when it came to crafting fictions set in her own country. Until...
...Coca-Cola and wore Levi’s, or their imitators if the originals were unattainable, unavailable or unaffordable. We read Enid Blyton and watched Hindi movies where melodies and rhythms were sometimes lifted from rock and roll, Latin music via North America,...
...called Edward (now a movie, do keep up) – with the sort of passion that I once reserved for the Malory Towers books by Enid Blyton. I opened one of her chunky tomes at random: “Edward pulled me into his arms at once, just like he had in the parking lot, and...
...school children were obliged to learn it. And we wanted to practice our English. Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys eventually lead me to Enid Blyton, the Perry Mason series and then, horror of horrors, into more "mature" fiction thanks to Jeffrey Archer's Kane and...
...it wonât be like this forever, but at this moment in history, saying you review games is like saying you critique Enid Blyton for a living. You are the boy who never grew up, the man-child who plays with himself (or worse still, with strangers, over the Internet)...
..."Hey, man, gimme some skin!" to Collingwood? Fabled fives of history have, mind you, nothing to do with that literary broad Enid Blyton. I suppose recent British generations reckon most grand and heady "highs" were cued in by spectacular wicket-falls in the...
...sweet one at H&M, or something slightly less twee from American Apparel. The rosy-cheeked Plane Stupid gang call to mind Enid Blyton's Famous Five, another spirited and carbon-neutral group of social reformers. The look is practical but chic, on-trend but...