James F Park

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.

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

'What's in the box Mum' asked inquisitive Stuart. 'And what box would that be, ' answered his Mum Ann. 'That box you have in your hand Mum, the square box.' 'This square box in my hand, this square blue box that's got a wee boy's name on the front and looks like it could be some sort of birthday present but it's for a wee boy called Stuart, so do we know a wee boy called Stuart and if we do, is it his birthday today' 'That was almost funny Mum, ' replied seven year old Stuart and when she saw how he was standing with his hands on his hips she asked herself if he really was only seven today but she never had time to ask herself anything else because as quick as a flash he was by her side and pleading for all he was worth for the blue box he knew was for hi

`I wish I had a name like yours Danny because it's a real cool name,' sighed Alfie's imaginary friend Dudley.`I'll tell you what then Duds, why don't we swap names, but just for the day, just in case,' was what Dudley heard but he didn't answer right away because he knew that Danny was probably up to no good and when he did that things sort of went more than a little haywire.

Would it be Byron the wizard or The White Witch that would help Harry's wee brain to get de-fuddled or was there another answer and if there was who had it?

'Mum there's something under my bed, ' Madge said as she forced her Mum's eyes open, 'Mum 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 indeed a something but it was a good something because from somewhere way in the back of her mind Madge's Mum's wee brain she knew it was a good something because it seemed to be like the same wee something, well almost the same wee something, that had been under her bed when she was Madge's ag

Will Nelly the Wizardess and her brain friend Betty be able to defuse the bomb and save His Highest Majestic Majesty and stop the whole universe from going boom-bang-a-boom and is the stolen diamond real or something more sinister.

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.

Harry Horse, Private Detective re-read the advert he'd put in his local evening paper for an assistant and general dog's body and suspiciously eyed his 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 Harry could say another word the miniature baboon added, 'and before you ask, because I know that's what you were about to do, yes my Dad does have a warped sense of humour but beggars can't be choosers, so when do I start' and it was the words so when do I start that really annoyed his inner thoughts

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 had their say.

The bright sunlight shone through Mark's green and white hooped curtains and filled his small room with hundreds of tiny green and white football shapes that always made him think of paradise because that's where his favourite football team played and where, one day, he hoped he'd be good enough to play for the Scottish champions and score the winning goal in The Champions League Final but not today because today was his school's sports day and that was something he wasn't looking forward to.

Behind Santa's workshop was where Eddie the Elf had his very own secret hiding place where he'd play, for what seemed to him like hours on end, with his fairy and elf figurines, and have wonderful adventures where he and his very best figurine friend would visit faraway planets but would always be back in plenty time for Santa's world famous extra crispy homemade Christmas pie with all the trimmings but to-day wasn't just any old ordinary day because to-day was his very best figurine's birthday and he had a special surprise in store for his very best figurine friend that was until he heard a kind of rustling coming from under a heap of newly fallen snow and when what came out came out, steadied herself with the help of an old stick she said, 'hello Eddie, how are you today' So what was this mysterious being and what did she want with Eddie?

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

James and his imaginary friend Katie go on seven exciting adventures find out how they manage to get back home safely.

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 their say.

Behind his Mum's garden shed was where four year old Owain had his very own secret hiding place where he'd play, for what seemed to him like hours on end, with his favourite hedgehog figurines and have wonderful adventures where he and his best friend, blue hedgehog Super-Duper-Sonic, would visit faraway planets but would always be back in plenty time for his Mum's world famous homemade chicken popcorn and chips but to-day wasn't just any old ordinary day because to-day was Super-Duper-Sonic's birthday and he had a special surprise in store for his best friend that was until he heard a kind of rustling coming from a pile of newly fallen leaves and when what came out came out, stood up on its back legs, steadied himself with the help of an old stick, and said, 'hello young man, how are you' Owain didn't really know what to say so he thought that he'd best keep quiet until it spoke again if it was going to.

After rampaging through all the major states of America the sadistic and evil one has returned to his Glaswegian home to continue his life's long work. Reporter Jack Sinclair has followed him but will it be the intrepid D.S.Hall of the Elite Glasgow Crime Squad who finally puts an end to the serial killers reign of terror.

Natalie and her imaginary fried Amy go on seven different adventures, but will they manage to get back home safely.

'Is he dead' asked the first head of Barry Byclops apprentice detective Joe Two-Heads and when the second one added her pennyworth Barry asked himself why Joe always asked the obvious question and when he couldn't think of a suitable answer, he somehow knew that his day would probably only get worse because they were looking at what was left of their latest client but what intrigued Barry the most was the still smouldering pungent indentation in the large palm of the middle hand of Grumpy Troglodyte and when he recognised what it was he wondered how Grumpy managed to get his hands on something he'd only seen picture-graphs of and that was The Golden Razor Dragon amulet.

'Happy Birthday, ' Mo said and handed her husband Ian a sealed envelope which surprised him because what he really expected came in a great big box and not a skimpy envelope, so what was she up to and would he and Charlie, his border terrier, survive the journey that the mysterious map was about to send them on