Written in the stars

HELLO, little one!” Penny Dauntless greeted a robin-redbreast, who cocked his head as she pushed along her trolley of post on the daily round. “How often is there such a perfect mid-December morning?”

I’ve been queuing just shy of an hour. It’s utter madness. With the clock ticking closer and closer to midnight it’s beginning to feel like a fruitless task. Do I abandon the queue? I’m at the point w

AFTER seven years at my primary school, I can say I absolutely love our headteacher. Her name is Mrs Best and she really is the best. She always makes sure we have something to look forward to. Every

IF there was one thing Glenda Williams had always been proud of, it was her organisational skills. At school, the other girls had always come to her for help when sorting out their revision timetables

JENNA had a length of Christmas-themed fabric. She had used it previously to cover the table of her market stall, and was willing to sacrifice to help beautify Santa’s Grotto. It was patterned with al

OK? Ready?” “Yep.” Fi smiled at Brand. She then picked up the bags full of presents, hoping her face had been convincing. There had been a time when she’d loved these family gatherings at Christmas bu