There was a great big tree, on the edge of the deep dark wood, that was especially good for climbing. It had low branches sticking out in all the right places, so you could easily get a foothold. One afternoon Squarehead, SquareNe... Read More>
An owl had moved into the tree at the end of Squarehead’s garden and it was hooting at night – which owls do. Whenever he heard a hoot, the Hairy Scary sat up in bed with all his fur standing on end. “Owl hoots are spooky.... Read More>
Squarehead had spent the day at the beach collecting things. Shells of all shapes and sizes. Seaweed with bubbles in it. Cuttlefish skeletons. A dried-out starfish. And some flattish, round stones, which he felt might be useful fo... Read More>
When Squarehead told Hairy Scary that on Sunday there would be chocolate eggs, he nearly shot through the roof with excitement. “Chocolate eggs!” He shouted. “Oh my! Chocolate eggs! Chocolate eggs! Chocolate eggs!” You may... Read More>