A word to the wise to all the children of the twentieth century, whether their concern be pediatrics or geriatrics, whether they crawl on hands and knees and wear diapers or walk with a cane and comb their beards. There’s a wondrous magic to Christmas, and there’s a special power reserved for little people. In short, there’s nothing mightier than the meek, and a merry Christmas to each and all.
Canada conquers the world? No, one of the 150 plus novels written by Lionel Fanthorpe under a number of pseudonyms during a three year period in the late 50’s in which he turned out an average of one book every 12 days.
“Do not read too much Lionel Fanthorpe at one go, your brains will turn to guacamole and drip out of your ears.” Neil Gaiman