Nigel the Nit is an intrepid adventurer who wants to explore, but his friends and family just want to stay put. This is the story of his journey to a series of strange new hairy worlds.

Conor Melchers is a seasoned rakehell. Augusta is an embittered lady with a penchant for games of chance. Annette (known to her intimates as Nit) is a marriage-minded damsel without a ha’porth of common sense. Abby is a mysterious unknown whose memory has been misplaced. Add the misguided meddling of several not-disinterested bystanders – result, a rollicking game of hearts. Regency Romance by Maggie MacKeever; originally published by Zebra

Howl with laughter and squeal with delight at this monstrously exciting new picture book from number one bestselling author David Walliams, illustrated by the awesome Adam Stower!

From the world’s favourite author, David Walliams – ten cautionary tales and a delightfully dreadful cast of characters; all in glorious FULL COLOUR!

This is the first book in a series of fun children's awareness books. They follow Gemma and her family through many ailments and elements that affect a child's wellbeing. As we watch Gemma and her friends and family grow they will encounter Nits, Verruca's, Worms, Sty's, Ulcers, Impetigo, Conjunctivitis and so much more.

"Not real?" Coyote howled. "A filthy lie." He grabbed a wiener and shoved the end of a willow stick through its middle. The Nowherians were deployed around a rusty wheelbarrow used as a grill for their annual Fourth of July weenie roast. Jackrabbit examined the puffy black wiener on the end of his stick. "You still upset about Frijoles saying that Funnies from Nowhere is fiction?" Coyote jabbed the coals, creating an explosion of sparks and coating his wiener in ash. "You bet I am. If we're not real, then neither is Nowhere, and the cartoon character who was boner-fidee elected President of the United States isn't either." He rapped his stick to knock off the ash, and his wiener fell into the fire. "If your wiener were parallel to the stick instead of perpendicular, that wouldn't happen," offered Pearl. He stared at her until the answer came to him. "Parallel is safer but limits you to one wiener." He seized a handful, mounted a row of six, and suspended the drooping load over the fire. "My only limitations are the length of my stick and the size of the fire."

It would be difficult to say who got the biggest shock. While inspecting his newly renovated property in the village of Juniper, Architect Ben from Edinburgh, would come across what looked to him like a rather scruffy looking intruder sleeping in his bathtub. Could things get any worse for village decorator Lizz? After being locked in her clients bathroom, than being picked up in the rain by him after her trusty little van ran out of petrol. Ben hadn't realised how tired and overworked he had become until a brush with reality made him up sticks and move to the country. Little did he realise this dainty decorator fiddle player would open up his world to the pleasure of folk music and so much more.