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Someone recently mentioned that I was a bookworm as a kid. That made me laugh … but also brought up memories … of being buried in one book or another. But back then I had time in abundance and an overactive imagination (still have that!) to bring those books alive. So I did get through tons of books. Summer vacation lasted three glorious months. My primary school was quite sensible in that we weren’t overloaded with homework so got to spend our afternoons doing far more interesting things, like running through the sprinkler or reading a book.

lighthouse, Newhaven Harbour

So this lighthouse at Newhaven Harbour on the Forth for some reason reminds me of Enid Blyton’s Famous Five – I read every one, and probably all her other books. I can’t remember if there was a lighthouse on the island they rowed out to, where they got caught up in one adventure after another. And I don’t want to spoil the magic by googling it. I wonder how long it will take before I find the answer to that.

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