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{{newreview
|author=Andrea Pinnington and Caz Buckingham
|title=The Little Book of Garden Bird Song
|rating=5
|genre=Children's Non-Fiction
|summary=Take a well-put-together board book (don't worry about it being a board book - no one is going to suggest that they're a bit too old for that), add exquisite pictures of a dozen birds - one on each double-page spread - and then fill in the details. You'll need the name of the bird in English and Latin and a description of the bird in words which a child can understand but which won't patronise an adult. Then you'll need details of where the bird is found, what it eats, where it nests, how many eggs it lays, how the male and female adults differ and their size. Then you need a 'Did you know?' fact and this needs to be something which will interest children, but which adults might not know either. Does it sound simple? Well it isn't, but 'The Little Book of Garden Bird Song' does it perfectly. And there's a bonus, but I'll tell you about that in a moment.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1908489251</amazonuk>
}}
{{newreview
|author=Adrian Tchaikovsky
|summary=Reading is easy! You may say that, after all you are reading this very review. However, if you had never read a book before and someone gave you one, would you know what to do? When King Lion loses his voice, Preposterous Rhinoceros thinks he can help, but it takes more than just hope to read a book aloud. Will Rhino figure out what to do before the other animals get restless?
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1848861656</amazonuk>
}}
{{newreview
|author=Antonia Honeywell
|title=The Ship
|rating=4
|genre=Dystopian Fiction
|summary=Sixteen year old Lalla has spent her life in London – mostly inside her family home. Because this is not the London of today, or any other day. When Lalla was seven, the apocalypse arrived; banks crashed, flood defences failed, power failed – and the world could only focus on survival. Now the Nazareth Act is in force and without your identity card, you don’t exist – literally, as you will be shot if you don't produce it.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0297871498</amazonuk>
}}