Children's

Dr Pesastra's Disaster

DR PESASTRA’S DISASTER Dr Pesastra was in a muddle. He had run out of bandages to bandage his patients’ fingers and thumbs.

Out on the street

Out on the street: I hear the beat the patter of feet People and faces of those I meet Friends and family those I greet. I happily play out on the street With friends, who share a treat?

"The Wind Storm"

An apple a day keeps the Dr away, but like horse's you need good teeth to crunch!ABC have loads of Tales?to to tell.

Crooked Jack

There was a boy called Jack He had a crooked back And when he ever bent down low His crooked back went CRACK! One day he took his crooked cow Into the city square

Florence faces the storm.

You never know what's on a lily pad!

The Wee Ones And The Bonfire

A tradition of annual Bonfires in little village streets where i grew up sparks manys a tale or two .

Sara, the beautiful thief.

Who's nicked my joint!