For me, they are two of the finest kids authors of all times. Dahl’s books always made me think that life was just one big adventure and it was just a matter of time before my real parents would show up and take me away from the evils in my life. Blyton on the other hand had me dreaming of a mum that made ginger nut cookies and fresh lemonade (as opposed to the packets of 5p Supa Dupa crisps and tap water diet that I was used to). They both made everything seem so possible - so probable.
Never mind kids authors, they were probably the finest authors of the last century.
But my question remains unanswered, who would win in a fight?
Enid introduced me to tree hugging (remember the story where there were little people living in a tree? I spent 4 whole years looking for these people …). Dahl on the other hand has one hell of a fit granddaughter (Sophie Dahl). I really can¡¯t decide between the two.
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Enid introduced me to tree hugging (remember the story where there were little people living in a tree? I spent 4 whole years looking for these people ....).
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Were those the series of books where there was a mini-'world' on top of the trees, and every week or so the world would change, and you had to make sure you had left the tree before that happened otherwise you'd be stuck in that particular world? (Sounds weird, i know, but i loved those books..)
Enid Blyton all the way. And that tree hugging story was my favourite too, the enchanted forest. There were three books on that one. I had a triology kinda book with all three books in it. If my mom hadnt given away all my enid blyton collection i woulda still be reading it.
Nadia, yeh you got the right book. She also wrote the Famous Five and Secret Seven books.
Maddy, nah man, Roald Dahl was just as good. James and the Giant Peach, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, The BFG. They're all amongst my favourite books of all times!
Cheegum, yeh that's the one. Try getting ur hands back on that book (even if it means nicking it off some piss poor kid) - reading her stuff as an adult is even more fun than it was as a kid.
After reading Matilda, Witches, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, The BFG, The Twits, James and the Giant Peach and many other classics when I was a kid (and again last summer at the age of 22 for some reason) one must realise that Roald Dahl is one of the best, if not greatest, childrens' author of all time.....along with J.K. Rowling of course. His stories are just so adventurous!
Do Tell?? Do Tell??? Gurl, u do realize of course that my vision of Heaven aka Jannat is sailing in arabian dhows constructed of striped peppermint candy floating along canals of chocolate soda foaming with whipped cream, generously flanked by banks of devil’s cake with symmetrically-planted horticultural visions of gumdrop daffodils and afterdinner mint bluebells, licorice lilies and valentine tulips, leaves of marzipan grass breezing in the wind, treetops of pink and blue and green cotton candy with dark chocolate branches, lickable wallpapers throughout my marble noughat-domed palace a la Aladin and Princess Jasmine, and the things that make me happiest are raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens even tho Dahl had nothing to do with singing in hills ??? I hope you realize what you’ve got me into now.
Famous Five and Secret Seven were o so cool. :k:
And of course, I was born a witch. That goes without saying.
There's just something about the way that Blyton and Dahl described food. They both had this ability to make the most boring of food (mashed potatoes and sprouts being 2 that come to mind) sound like top cuisine :)
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I used to love the description of food that Blyton has in her books. For a long time I wanted to eat a boiled potato in its jacket. :)
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hahhaa... me too. :~) Remember all those treacles, muffins, and other sweets the kids used to take in their tiffin boxes in those Mallory Towers series?
i loved all of Enid's books.
"The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar" Dahl, had me staring at the backs of playing cards for hours, Enid was just nuts even as a 7 year old I knew she was nuts, now thats nuts for you.
Thap, i could never quite get my head round that story - like hell would some1 spend years perfecting the skill of xray vision, only to turn around and become some goody 2 shoes who gives his well earned money away to charity - it just don't make sense (whereas stories about big giants and peaches are much more realistic).
Dun take teh p outta moonface - i loved moonface. I still do.
