Brownsea Island in Poole Harbour. I am not surprised that Enid Bylton set a mystery book here because it really is a place for adventure. Just getting to the island via a ferry is exciting (I love a boat) but it is when you get there that the magic really begins.
There is no traffic on the island so whilst the adults gossiped and laughed about past times, the boys were able to run free to climb trees, poke about with sticks and enjoy the space. Peacocks are wild there and we did spot one of the famously rare red squirrels but he was far too fast to capture with the camera. There are flowers everywhere and with both woodland and beaches we had lots to do. Most of all it is a beautiful spot in a part of England that is full of beauty.It is in places like these that children (and adults) can really develop their imaginations and flex their tree climbing skills. Unlike the famous five we did not spot any 'bad guys' - I think they got rid of THEM once and for all.
I love going away but coming home, especially when you are greeted by wonderful friends who take you to beautiful places, is glorious.