Just William 'just about' sums up my childhood! Reading Crompton's series on the most notorious boy to grace the pages of literature left one reeling for all the (mis)adventures and fun said boy had all in a day's work.
Re-reading these books makes me yearn for another time. Not William's per se, but my own.
It's nostalgia for the 2000s with a piercing edge that hit me with sharp suddenness.
Also on an entirely different note, I cannot believe the amount of racist jokes white people got away with as late as the '60s. Sick.