The spirit of Anne is alive and well in Mariah Marsdens crisp adaptation, and its a thrill to watch as the beloved orphan rushes headlong through Brenna Thummlers heavenly landscapes.
The spirit of Anne is alive and well in Mariah Marsdens crisp adaptation, and its a thrill to watch as the beloved orphan rushes headlong through Brenna Thummlers heavenly landscapes.
Since the beginning of time, Favour, the mystical horse, had been coming to earth to rescue the victims of evil and injustice, using living people as messengers to carry out his work.
It is a time of rejoicing at Homeward, the Labyrinthine castle-city that is as magical as Oz and as full of wonders as Willy Wonka's chocolate factory.
A great mural, commissioned by the King of the Badgers after the defeat of the Badfort crowd at Crack House, is to be painted on the wall at Homeward by Waldovenison Smeare.
Penultimate story in the MENNYMS saga about a life-size family of rag-dolls which has captured the imagination and hearts of readers all over the world.
Discover the magic of Anna Sewell's Black Beauty in this picture book, retold and stunningly illustrated by Ruth Brown for the very youngest of horse lovers.
'Big snowflakes fluttered slowly through the air like white feathers and made all of Heavenly Valley smooth and white and quiet and beautiful' So here we are on Christmas Eve, locked up in rotten Mrs Monday's boarding house with no presents and no Christmas dinner, while all the other children have gone home for the holidays.
Two boys, Lewis and Richard, travel to paris in 1789 for very different reasons, and find their ideals challenged in the events of the French Revolution and the September massacre.
Secrets whispered up a chimney, a golden locket with a broken chain, murder in the streets of London and suddenly young Barnacle is plunged into a terrifying mystery.
The Confidence Man follows 14-year-old Hans Ruppert and a band of Protestants as they leave their home town and seek peace and freedom from Persecution in the New World.
One stormy December night some time in the eighteenth century, a coach came thundering down the long hill outside of Dorking on its usual journey into London.
