I feel like I read this one a lot as a kid, yet I had only super vague recollections of the stories as I made my way through. The Brer Rabbit tales, about a cunning rabbit who lives in a briar patch and outwits larger animals, can be traced back to pre-colonial Africa, Zobel Marshall, a reader in postcolonial literature at Leeds Beckett university, explained.

The entire story had the staff running around trying to figure out what was wrong with the soup and why Mr Lion could not eat it. Volumes could, and have, been written on this fascinating subject but the good news is that absolutely none of it need pass through your mind as you read and enjoy Enid Blyton's wonderful Brer Rabbit. They are pretty funny in the middle because he has an idea and says ‘just don’t throw me in’, then he does and at the end, he’s escaped.

She taught for five years before her 1924 marriage to editor Hugh Pollock, with whom she had two daughters. The only redeeming feature about this book was the story about how Mr Lion went to a restaurant to have some soup, and then said he couldn't eat it. Brilliant, and thank you, Enid, this book still makes me laugh even though I am eleven times older than Joel was when he wrote this.

the subject has a whip which he cracks and pretends it is a gun and that he is shooting suspected robbers; all the other Brer animals run for cover in the woods. And 'The Tale of the Silkworms' involves a burglar who runs into the arms of a policeman due to interference by the silkworms!I could not think what to say about what is one of my favourite books that I have just read again, so I took what Joel Chandler, aged five said: “Brer Rabbit Stories collected by Joel Chandler Harris, aged five.