Old Girls' School Stories

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Alas Folly, I never knew you!

I recently bought almost a full run of “Folly” magazine from a lady who didn’t want her copies anymore. There are a few issues missing here and there, and none of the Christmas specials were included. I missed “Folly” when it was being published. I think we were living in the north east then, and our daughter was very young. I loved Girls’ Own books but wouldn’t say I was a collector. One needed money to collect, and that was something that was in short supply at the time. We visited secondhand bookshops of course. Well, we raised our daughter to love secondhand books! But I was innocent of the existence of “Folly”. I’d seen mentions of it in various places; online, or in the “Friends of the Chalet School” magazine.

But now that I have almost all of the issues, I am in mourning for “Folly”. I am thoroughly enjoying the articles, the funny bits, the letters from members etc. Even the puzzles. There is a website, but there is little content. It seems that interest in girls’ own features of that kind has gone the way of interest in women’s personal websites. (A bug bear of mine.) People have aged in the meantime, interests wain, and there is no room on the bookshelves for the likes of “Folly”. Very sad. So I am more than delighted to have them now, and to enjoy reading them. Dipping in and out of them, on a sunny Easter day.

Shhh! Don’t Disturb Matey!

Sticky post

Welcome to my blog about girl’s school stories. I have a large collection of books of that kind and it is a fair while since I read most of them. So I have set myself a challenge. I am to read them all again, in author surname order, and tidy up the collection as I go. And I will write about those books here, annuals included. The categories section is for the authors’ names, the tags are for the genre. School, adventure, family, etc. I hope you enjoy it, always given that anyone would find their way here. Otherwise it is here as a record for me.

I must add that I have never gone to boarding school. Though I did come close to being sent to one as a teenager. I wished, so much, that my parents hadn’t chickened out of sending me.

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