I was nine or so, and I loved the Chalet School, so when I came across Autumn Term and End of Term in the library in the small town where my grandma lived, I grabbed them, adored them and promptly forgot the titles, the author and anything about them except the knife with sixteen blades and the Christmas Play. And of course no other NZ library had them on display (I'm still surprised they were in the Pukekohe library), so for ten years I mourned my lovely, lost school series. Then someone caught me reading Farm School books at uni; I was embarrassed until he asked if I'd read Antonia Forest; I said I didn't think so; he lent me Autumn Term and GLEE.