Robert Westall

The air raid siren that pierces the English night sky comes as no surprise to young Harry Baguely. Ever since Hitler began sending his warplanes to raid London, Harry has become an old hand at running to his family’s bomb shelter and waiting for the attacks to end. This time, though, Harry’s...

The sky split open. A sky of brilliant yellow light; a world of noise that filled his ears like sand at the seaside....

Mel the cat had always wanted to fly, and Geoff the cat had always wanted to understand how the universe worked....

And suddenly I stood up because I knew what it was. It was a model galleon, buried in the sand....

‘Until last year we would have called ourselves an ordinary English family....