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Watch where you're putting your feet, ' cried John which was followed by, 'don't you dare push me like that, ' from Andy. 'Ouch! Who pulled my hair?' moaned Geordie. 'I never touched your hair, it wasn't me, ' yelled Tam. 'And I wouldn't touch it with a twenty-foot bargepole, ' said Jimmy just before he was pushed aside as easy as a hot knife would slice through butter and Dougie added to the mayhem by screaming, 'stop tickling me or I'll b...

Jimmy scored the winning goal in an inter-city boys club cup final played at The Mighty Belfast Celtic's ground but why was he transported back in time and will he be able to return home to fulfil his dream.

Hello, I'm Lyla and I have pussycatness which makes me special just like all my tartan friends that I'd like you to colour, so have lots of fun, lots of love, Lyla.

Hello, I'm Simon and I'm a tartan sparrow and I live in a very posh part of Glasgow called Milngavie with my Mum, Dad, two brothers and one sister and we all love to fly around Milgavie and visit all our friends. I hope you enjoy colouring in all the pictures and maybe design your own tartan. Lots of love and xxxxx's, Simon.

Renee Rabbit, Private Detective, slowly and very deliberately read the ransom note again that had just been hand delivered by messenger and wondered why it had been sent to her because she didn't have any friends, or relatives, that had been kidnapped recently or for that matter at any other time but if they had been where on earth was she supposed to get that amount of cash from and that's when her inner thoughts, brain box, memory, and panic...

Harry Horse, Private Detective, slowly and very deliberately read the ransom note again that had just been delivered by messenger and wondered why it had been sent to him because he didn't have any friends, or relatives, that had been kidnapped recently or for that matter at any other time but if they had been where on earth was he supposed to get that amount of cash from and that's when his inner thoughts, brain box, memory and panic, had the...

Cats are supposed to be lucky or are they an omen of impending doom? And what do the ghosts want with Alex?

Morag is left an old house and all its contents by a complete stranger and when she and her new boyfriend Tommy unknowingly step into a parallel universe they discover a whole new world that's filled with danger and that's not all she discovers because her new boyfriend isn't who she thought he was and what secret does the old painting of the three silver teapots really hold.

Peabody Jones the young colourful owl stretched, yawned more than he really needed to and then coughed three times to clear his throat and when he was ready he said, '.......' nothing because it was nothing that came out so he tried again and again and still nothing came out. 'Oh my goodness, ' he said, 'now what will I do because all tawny owls are supposed to be able to say to wit to woo first thing in the morning, aren't they?' 'Aren't th...

Poppy, wake up Poppy, didn't you hear that, ' whispered Patricia. 'Hear what Patricia. Go back to sleep I'm too tired and I need my beauty sleep, ' said her younger sister. 'Poppy you're an eleven-year-old girl and eleven-year-old girls don't need beauty sleep now get up and look out the window. I'm sure I heard a terrible bang. It sounded like something big crashed into the garden hut. Poppy please I'm too scared to look.' 'Oh for goodness...

Watch where you're putting your feet, ' cried Jasmine which was followed by, 'Don't you dare push me like that, ' from Rhianne. 'Ouch! Who pulled my hair?' moaned Lisa. 'I never touched your hair, it wasn't me, ' yelled Tia. 'And I wouldn't touch it with a ten foot bargepole, ' said Ashleigh just before she was pushed aside as easy as a hot knife would slice through butter and Taylor added to the mayhem by screaming, 'Stop tickling me or ...

Hello, I'm Saint Nicholas but some call me Santa Claus but I prefer good old Santa. So have you all been good little boys and girls or are some of you on my naughty list? Anyway. I hope you enjoy colouring in all my tartan friends, Lots of love, Santa xx.

Dad there's something under my bed, ' Josh said as the forced his Dad's eyes open, 'Dad please wake up because there's something under my bed and it's making funny noises and it sounds like it's talking to itself, ' and when they looked there was something but it was a good something and Josh's Dad knew it was a good something because it was the same something that had been under his bed when he was Josh's age but why had Stanley come back and...

The winter sun shone cold but bright but that wasn't why she was awake. It was the feeling of dread that woke the Baroness and the fact that she was soaking wet with cold sweat didn't help any but then she remembered her dream, if that was what it was, and she shivered and hoped that that was exactly what it'd been, a dream but she somehow knew he, her adoptive father and his friends, was gone and there was only one thing responsible for that ...

Hello, I'm Sally and I'm an Aunt Sally tartan robot from somewhere awfully nice so when you've finished colouring all my tartan friends why don't you come for a wee visit, lots of love, Aunt Sally.

Hiya, I'm Big Tartan Martin and I love to play golf and so does my wee son Cameron and maybe one day he'll be as good as I am or even better. Anyway, I hope you have lots of fun colouring in all the different types of sportspeople that are in my wee book, Lots of love, Big Tartan Martin.

Molly is taken by Taylor on a trip through space and time to save the slumbering effilumps but will they succeed?

Renee Rabbit, Private Detective re-read the advert she'd put in her local evening paper for an assistant and general dog's body and suspiciously eyed her first and only applicant and then asked the simplest of simple questions, 'what's your name?' 'Baldy Bane, ' was the sarcastic reply he, the miniature baboon, fired back and before Renee could say another word the miniature baboon added, 'and before you ask, because I know that's what you we...

Hello boys and girls I'm Fergus and I'm a sunny side up fried egg and I hope you all enjoy colouring in me and all my tartan friends, Lots of love, Fergus xx

The damp dark long abandoned house which was situated at the very end of the overgrown track on the outskirts of Cromwell was the ideal place for him to take his revenge especially when he remembered how big the cellar was and he was overjoyed to find that his instruments of torture were still more or less in good condition and waiting for their masters instructions and all it would take to get things up and running again was one 'phone call.