... I do love all these little details that EBD leaves out and we can all discuss to death knowing that we will never know for sure.
That's because we're at least notional (sad) grown-ups - at least, that's how the original young readers would've probably have seen it (cue Bunkle's mother, in Bunkle Butts In
"Now I think you'd better all go off to bed. I can see Aunt Georgie is simply panting to cross question me about rates and taxes and water bills and fuel, and all sorts of things which interest grown-ups and would bore you stiff").
On reflection, I think I have to nominate the school trip to Geneva in Genius
, where Biddy's hat blows away and somehow most of her hairpins too, so her hair comes down and turns into this uncontrollable entity with a life of its own, until she can get to a shop and buy two packets of hairpins and a headscarf to subdue it...
ETA: And though I enjoy it as a Norman Wisdom-style 'film', the whole
of Summer Term
Erica bumps into Joey in Oxford Street (and the whole business of her being 'bequeathed' to Joey); is involved in the train crash (and all that that entails); falls down the stairs; knocks her books all over the floor and bangs her head on her desk trying to pick them up; trips over a pine tree root and breaks a bone in her foot; is attacked by a swarm of bees; comes to grief tobogganing downstairs on a tray; and has to be rescued from a near-to-collapse crater by Eugen Courvoisier. And Gretchen von Ahlen falls into a tub of Gaudenz’s patent long-lasting yellow-wash and gets v upset (and v yellow), and the Sale is spoiled by thunderstorm and torrential rain, complete with thunderbolt.