Books that I remember fondly from my childhood reading (all of these being consumed before I hit my teens and most before I hit double figures):
- Lucy M Boston's "Green Knowe" books. I had a boxed set of five or so paperbacks if I remember rightly. I loved these books and Green Know was forever my grandparents' (mum's side) house, The Old Cottage in Chartridge, Buckinghamshire. It appears that she (alone and with others) has written more books in the series since I read them as a child. Sadly my library does not seem to have them in the online catalogue.
- J R R Tolkien's "The Hobbit", rapidly followed by anything I could find that he had written.
- Joyce Stranger's books.
- Enid Blyton
- The "Swallows and Amazons" series.
- The "What Katy Did" series.
- "Tom's Midnight Garden"
- Anne Frank's books
- "When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit"
- "Wind in the Willows" and "Toad at Toad Hall"
- "Watership Down" and his others.
- John Wyndham.
- Many classics. My relatives would buy me books for every gift-giving event such as birthdays and xmas. I had a red leather bound set of "Children's Classics" books including "Black Beauty" and "Treasure Island".
- Poetry from many places.
- Anne McCaffrey's Pern stuff.
- Ursula le Guin.
- … and anything else with words on it!
Then again, I used to read anything with words on it from the age of four when I was first taught to read. Anything. Signposts. Cereal packets. I felt lost without words in front of my eyes. Sadly I was not allowed to read at the dinner table but during breakfast those boxes were my saviours!