Walter,
Remember the Famous Five, the Secret Seven? And Fatty, the guy with the brain!
Wouldn't it be great to be young again, romping around in your head at all hours of the night, illegally devouring these adventures by the light of a bicycle lamp under the bedclothes when the rest of the household was sound asleep and while smugglers went about their dastardly deeds and Georgina and the rest of the gang tracked the wrong-doers along cliff-tops and down in sandy coves, watching out for mysterious signals from nearby lighthouses and bringing the wrong-doers to justice in the end.
As for the Secret Seven, their greatest enemy wasn't a crook, but the local Police Constable.
Those were the days...