Advent angel

I’VE had an idea!” Amanda charged into the living room, shiny brown ponytail swinging. “Oh, no.” Dylan, his bearlike frame packed into an armchair, slid down an inch. Ignoring his reaction, she pointe

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?”

Sarah looked down at her shopping list again, frowning. Why on earth had she been so pig-headed? Her parents had offered to do Christmas. So had John’s. But no. She’d insisted: since this was their fi

It looked like a bleak Christmas for all – until Becky had a bright idea

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

NOELLE ignored the knock the first time she had heard it, believing it to be a branch from the buddleia bush, beside the door, brushing the window. It was a foul December night. The snow threatening a