Kadavera, the witch, was dead. This should mean a celebration, but for nine-year-old Hugo, his schoolmate, Emma and their strange magical friend, Bird, it is the start of another dangerous adventure. Her death has precipitated the regeneration of not just one but both of her sister witches ? and they are both far worse than she ever was. Conscripting the Cornish goblins, the witches capture the gnomes from the Gnome Reserve to use as guinea pigs in their experiments to be able to exist in daylight. This would allow them to fulfil their dying vow; to kill and destroy all those and their descendants, who were responsible for their own and their mothers´ unjust execution 300 years before. They are determined not to let anyone stand in their way, especially two interfering children and a stupid bird. A chance finding of a small amulet leads Hugo and his friends into realms of King Arthur and to the magic power of his sword, Excalibur. Emma receives some terrible news, which ultimately takes her on a journey from which there may be no return and pits her against her friends. Can Hugo and Bird, rescue the gnomes and prevent the witches from achieving their lethal goal and how can an inquisitive journalist make everything far worse? Set in North Devon, the heart-pounding adventure continues and is based on historical events. Hugo and the Bird: Gnome Wars is a tale of fantasy, revenge and friendship that readers from nine years to ninety will identify with and love.
A young boys dream is measured by a moment, each moment being more precious than the other. He and his little black bird have found solace and refuge in each other. Their lives are a mere reflection of the hardships to come and anguish for which will follow. They each search for purpose and strength from within as they are beheld by the silence of their youth and the warm hatred from those that are different. The very nature of their skin color makes them uniquely alike, yet the rest of their DNA marks them to be worlds apart. Both the little black boy and the little black bird, share in one common thread of natural enemies, people. For the enemy of little black birds hunt for fun, and the enemy of little black boys hunt for supremacy. In a subtle world for which only the strong survive, both the little black boy and the little black bird must navigate their way to freedom on a daily basis. If not, they face the futile hypothesis of being wrongfully targeted by the hunters. Will the little black boy and the little black bird be able to outwit the hunters, or will they fall prey to senseless acts of murder?
In this entertaining and challenging new collection of logic puzzles, Raymond Smullyan-author of What Is the Name of This Book? And The Lady or the Tiger?-continues to delight and astonish us with his gift for making available, in the thoroughly pleasurable form of puzzles, some of the most important mathematical thinking of our time. In the first part of the book, he transports us once again to that wonderful realm where knights, knaves, twin sisters, quadruplet brothers, gods, demons, and mortals either always tell the truth or always lie, and where truth-seekers are set a variety of fascinating problems. The section culminates in an enchanting and profound metapuzzle (a puzzle about a puzzle), in which Inspector Craig of Scotland Yard gets involved in a search of the Fountain of Youth on the Island of Knights and Knaves. In the second and larger section, we accompany the Inspector on a summer-long adventure into the field of combinatory logic (a branch of logic that plays an important role in computer science and artificial intelligence). His adventure, which includes enchanted forests, talking birds, bird sociologists, and a classic quest, provides for us along the way the pleasure of solving puzzles of increasing complexity until we reach the Master Forest and-thanks to Gödel´s famous theorem-the final revelation. To Mock a Mockingbird will delight all puzzle lovers-the curious neophytes as well as the serious students of logic, mathematics, or computer science.
Rene Rejmond, izvestnyj vsemu miru pod psevdonimom Dzhejms Hehdli CHejz, proslavilsya v zhanre ´´krutogo´´ detektiva. On vyshel iz sem´i otstavnogo britanskogo oficera, i otec prochil Rene kar´eru uchenogo. No v 18 let budushchij pisatel´ ostavil uchebu i navsegda pokinul roditel´skij dom. Postoyanno menyal rabotu i isproboval nemalo professij, prezhde chem stal agentom-rasprostranitelem knig, osnovatel´no izuchiv knizhnyj biznes iznutri. Vposledstvii on s ironiej vspominal: ´´?Prishlos´ postuchat´ ne menee chem v sto tysyach dverej, i za kazhdoj iz nih mog vstretit´ lyubogo iz personazhej svoih budushchih romanov? I stol´ko prishlos´ moknut´ pod dozhdem, chto sejchas nikto ne v silah zastavit´ menya vyjti iz doma v syruyu pogodu?´´ V techenie pochti poluvekovoj pisatel´skoj deyatel´nosti CHejz sozdal poryadka devyanosta romanov, kotorye pol´zovalis´ neizmennym uspekhom u chitatelej raznyh stran, i okolo pyatidesyati iz nih byli ehkranizirovany.
Something for the Birds:Auckland University Press Jacqueline Fahey
If life is, as some hold it to be, a vast melancholy ocean over which ships more or less sorrow-laden continually pass and ply, yet there lie here and there upon it isles of consolation on to which we may step out and for a time forget the winds and waves. One of these we may call Bird-isle-the island of watching and being entertained by the habits and humours of birds-and upon this one, for with the others I have here nothing to do, I will straightway land, inviting such as may care to, to follow me. I will speak of birds only, or almost only, as I have seen them, and I must hope that this plan, which is the only one I have found myself able to follow, will be accepted as an apology for the absence of much which, not having seen but only read of, I therefore say nothing about. Also, if I sometimes here record what has long been known and noted as though I were making a discovery, I trust that this, too, will be forgiven me, for, in fact, whenever I have watched a bird and seen it do anything at all-anything, that is, at all salient-that is just how I have felt. Perhaps, indeed, the best way to make discoveries of this sort is to have the idea that one is doing so. One looks with the soul in the eyes then, and so may sometimes pick up some trifle or other that has not been noted before.
Drawing and Painting Birds:Crowood Tim Wootton