I adore Christmassy reads, and as Enid Blyton was one of my favourite childhood authors, I could not resist purchasing an electronic copy of Christmas Tales. I would have undoubtedly liked the collection far more as a child; my adult self saw flaws in the writing, and felt as though some of the stories were unfinished, or had been rushed. Almost all of them, true to form, are morality tales, and whilst some are rather sweet, there are an enormous amount of purses which fall out of holes in pockets, troublesome stockings, and those featuring a talking Santa Claus. Although rather twee, one of the mainstays of Christmas Tales is that it does promote happiness during the festive season, and is well worth reading to a child for this reason alone.