I think it was their way of infusing our nationality in us, making sure we didn't lose our culture and identity when we were immersed in foreign surroundings. I am grateful that they took the time to do this, as it is something I now cherish in those childhood memories.

One of my favourites as I was growing up was the series of books about little Katie Morag by Mairi Hedderwick, who lived on the (fictional) island of Struay, which I have since learned was actually based on the Scottish island Coll, near Tiree and Mull.
I particularly loved the lively illustrations of the island and will always remember the red-haired Katie Morag wearing her ubiquitous Fair Isle jumper with a yoke and her cheerful little kilt.

I think one of the things I liked the most about these stories was the depictions of life on a raggedy wee island with a wonderfully unspoilt landscape. Naturally I always enjoyed hearing about the scrapes Katie got herself into too!