My favourite book as a child was the Secret Seven , by Enid Blyton. As a child born into a hectic , working class family, the Secret Seven allowed me to escape into my own world : a world where I sat next to Peter and Janet in their shed at the end of the garden. Their adventures were my adventures,and I was thrilled, excited and keen to delve into every adventure and mystery that the friends encountered.
Enid Blyton was my childhood saviour who made a rather dim council estate life fade into significance as I joined the Secret Seven on their escapades; needless to say, my love of the mystery genre continues , and still provides blissful escapism .