I wanted to live in an Enid Blyton book. Saturday sixpences, ginger beer and cucumber sandwiches. It was much later that I realised what an appalling racist snob she was - but I still like The Magic Faraway Tree!Came in a dinky box, cushioned by what I think was raffia - it brought to mind hampers from Enid Blyton books - my, wasn't I a tearaway child.