I have a weakness for talking animals, especially the intelligent kind. There is an irresistible tortoise in Jill Murphy’s The Worst Witch to the Rescue. And a capable toad, who’s not bad, as toads go.
It must be eight years since I last read the Worst Witch books, when Daughter was the right age for them. I think I made it a Worst Witch year, giving everyone a book or audio book for their birthday.
Strange as it seems, I believe even the Resident IT Consultant read the Witch stories, as he was able to make relevant comparisons with Harry Potter. I’m sure Miss Cackle’s Academy for Witches was an inspiration for Hogwarts.
I’m glad I came upon the latest Mildred Hubble book right now, as I’m feeling particularly witchy. The pumpkin is ready and so are the treats. I just have a conference to go to before the neighbourhood witches can come calling.