Een nieuw sprookjesboek met heerlijke verhalen over ridsters, ooievaars, katten, eenzame mannen en vrouwen, veel liefde, en meer. Ik heb voornamelijk genoten al had ik een puntje waar ik toch even niet zo blij mee was.
“Polar-Charlie reared up on his hind legs and roared in fright.
This did not help matters – quite the opposite, in fact. From Mrs Shufflebottom and the children’s perspective, a polar bear was now standing in front of them, rearing up to its full heigh and roaring at them at the top of his lungs.”
Charlie McGuffin was being followed.
A malevolent shadow was watching him. Waiting.
Something – or someone – was stalking him through the corridors of the school. A dark presence, menacing, unseen and unknowable –
‘Look, Dylan, I know it’s you following me. I can see you there,’ Charlie said, hands on hips. ‘Can you actually stop? You just look weird doing it. Seriously, Dylan – come out from behind the pillar.’