Many years ago, strong hands planted a tiny tree into the ground. Throughout the years, the tree grew and grew and became a wondrous sight. Its many branches offered shade in the summer and provided a home to birds and shelter to animals. It became known as the family tree with its branches representing each person in the family. One night a strong wind tore a branch from the family tree. The loving hands that planted the tree helped ease the feeling of loss by coming up with a creative plan for the broken branch. A picture book for all ages, The Family Tree shares an inspiring promise of hope in the aftermath of a storm.

Their births separated by almost a century ... Rosie Maconochie - a young woman with a dark secret Sam - an infantryman fighting to survive on the notorious Western Front A chance discovery in an old bookshop seems, at first, quite insignificant. But when Rosie's circumstances take a sudden, terrible turn, her tenuous hold on life is shaken to its roots. Soon she begins to find her journey uncannily mirrored in a manuscript penned by an unknown soldier. Both of them struggling with the issues of mortality and meaning, both staggering helplessly towards breaking point - what awaits them as they go over the top?

Believing herself abandoned by her parents, a young girl sets off on a quest to find them and on the way finds herself. Travelling through Russia, Romania, Finland, Sweden and America, her search is aided at different times by her Aunts Aninya, Elena and Katya. On a journey of discovery spanning the early 1900s until the 1920s, set against the backdrop of WW1 and a time of great change, she finally finds herself in Jazz Age New York looking for answers. This is a story of hope and belief in oneself, aided by fate and circumstance.

Last Night When I Was Young saw me riding thoroughbred racehorses as if I were Doug Smith and Fred Winter. In the same vein, I played football as Jimmy Greaves did for Chelsea and I was a Test Match batsman emulating the great PBH May. I hit the biggest serve as Mike Sangster in the Davis Cup, as well as bobbing and weaving in the boxing ring exactly like my favourite Dick Tiger, the world middleweight champion. I was unstoppable behind the wheel of a racing car as Britain's first world champion Mike Hawthorn but on the speedway track I rode with stylish aplomb interpreting my hero, Ronnie "Mirac" Moore. Swinging a mashie niblick as Peter Alliss was no handicap. Rugby Union at Twickenham when my body swerve was very sharp - Richard Sharp. When the Olympics came around, I ran the race of my life both over long distances and over one lap hurdles respectively as Gordon Pirie and the great David Hemery. With eyes open, I loved watching the upright Dorothy Hyman dip and throw herself over the line whilst I fell in love with Mary Rand hitch-kicking her way into Olympic history. Fantasy is then mixed with fact. The jockeys' journeys from completing exacting apprenticeships to becoming champions on the Flat and the National Hunt. Smith riding two-year-olds on the edge in the One Thousand Guineas and the Two Thousand Guineas. Whereas Winter was jumping off the edge of the world in The Grand National. The trials and tribulations with the relative success of the 1960's Chelsea football team from Drake's ducklings morphing into Docherty's uncut diamonds. A fourteen-year-old boy from New Zealand leaves home to become the first speedway superstar. The fight of the week from the USA brings us a Nigerian boxer who confounds convention and fights his way to the top of two weight divisions. A classical English batsman, an amateur as such who set records as a captain and whose impact on Test cricket is second to one. Birdies and bogeys abound, yet our golfing hero is a true British legend. 152 miles per hour as a world record was a cannonball service that belonged to a British no.1 tennis star that left us far too early. The first British world motor racing champion whose play-boy antics on and off the track caused his untimely death. A brief yet scintillating career as England's fly-half sees a jaw-dropping piece of rugby played over and over - sixty years later. The hackles on the neck rise again through an Olympic television commentary that almost matches the magnitude of the performance and the world record that was set. All are sporting yesterday's, worthy of repeat, a young boy's memory listing every feat.

After a remarkable and impressive career in the army Jack Spencer was given a dishonourable discharge, taking the blame for his colonel's blunder. He discovers that there is no place for him in civilian life and, in despair, he begins to look for jobs he considers beneath him. Finally he takes a job as chauffeur and odd job man to a young Brigadier Ashford, who he later discovers is an arms dealer. He makes the most of the job and is soon training troops in South America, as well as selling weapons for a revolution. Jack is convinced it is all quite legal and is sent to Africa, only to find himself mixed up in a violent and bloody uprising involving Ashford himself. Narrowly escaping a firing squad he returns to South America to sort out what was left after the rapid but successful revolution. He is appointed Head of Security for the new President but soon discovers that both the old exiled president and a mining tycoon have designs to seize the running of the country. Jack's task is to prevent them.

A mad keen angler with a distinct dislike for school, clever boy James went on to turn his passion for fish and fishing into a scientific research career. In pursuit of his research James moved to Scotland, where he was immediately captivated by the irresistible pull of the mountains.Struggling to find fulfilment in life, despite a promising career in science, James dreamt instead of working in the outdoors. Escaping to the mountains every weekend and holiday, was this just a pipe dream? How could he make it happen? Was it even possible? A trip to the Himalayas and a special lady were about to change everything. A Quest For Fulfilment is a light-hearted yet truthful and inspiring insight into one man's journey to professional and personal fulfilment in the mountains.