When I was eight, I brought home a school library book. My dear mother told me that it was basically unsuitable because there were so many words that I wouldn't be able to understand and I'm sure she was right.
The other kids were happy with books about Milly Molly Mandy, Wurzel Gummidge and Farmer Giles etc., but I never got to read Westward Ho!....still haven't.
'Find your enemy and shoot him down - everything else is unimportant.'
