A poem written by my little lad when he was only about six. I love it! The cat in the hat Was eating a rat Whilst looking at beautiful...

Look at this picture. I mean, just look at it! It's a little girl with tiny doll-like hands (or Donald Trump-like hands). She's wearing a...

In a field. On the edge of a town. In a country. It doesn't matter which. Something was going on: something unusual. My eyes were opened...

Can you continue this story? Rosie was hungry. ‘Is tea nearly ready?’ she moaned. Her brother joined her in her moaning. ‘I need a...

The waiting room was warmer than the street. Jemima knew that because when she puffed her breath out she couldn't see it rising like...

Her bed is too high - a midi sleeper - and I can barely reach over to her as she lies on the other side. She faces the wall and I can...

There must have been some extra toys in the box. Too many. So many, in fact, that its lid wasn't closing, and Jack, possessing only a...

Child: My day is totally spoiled now. Mum: What do you mean? What happened? Did the school burn down with all the children in it? Did...