I ripped through around 15 or 20 of these one summer holiday (and slightly beyond) back in the late 70's or early 80's - I think I was around 11-12 years old. T

I ripped through around 15 or 20 of these one summer holiday (and slightly beyond) back in the late 70's or early 80's - I think I was around 11-12 years old. They were certainly more prevalent on Scottish holiday shop book stands than The Hardy Boys (which I never got around to reading - by the time school went back in I'd moved onto James Herbert horrors which scared the bejesus out of me :) ). The Three Investigators were truly immersive and fun to read. You'd hardly get a peep from me once I got stuck into one. I think I was reading almost one a day and would burn all my holiday pocket money on them. I didn't read them in any particular order and just grabbed them whenever I found a new copy I hadn't read before. I reckon there must be a box of these somewhere in my dad's attic, it'd be fun recover them to see how they stand up.