I tried very hard not to buy this book at the most recent book sale.
"Leave it for some young Nancy Drew enthusiast," I told myself. But then I realised that such creatures may no longer exist and that I probably was the target demographic for this book, having spent one lost summer of my childhood devouring Nancy Drew books at such a prodigious rate that my mother would buy them and hide them from me to dispense as needed.
Nancy Drew saved my life by taking me somewhere else entirely during a time when that was required. And beyond that, she made me think that girls could be clever enough to sort things out for themselves.
Anyway, I turned to the back of this book and saw this postcard collection and knew it was coming home with me. Leave a comment if you'd like me to send you a card!