William strikes again - a juvenile whirlwind strewing chaos in his wake with his usual mixture of over-enthusiasm, misunderstanding of the crazy adult world, single-minded desire for revenge and, let's face it, pure naughtiness. Were he around today he would be taken into care by social services ...
William has a habit of being where he shouldn't be. But the village girls' school is the last place he's likely to be making mischief, isn't it?
William and his chums have to decided to be outlaws. No more school, no more teachers, and no more parents making unreasonable demands. But when they end up cooking a mixture of blackberries, Worcester sauce, Turkish Delight and sardines, life on the wrong side of the law is less appetizing.
Inspired by the tales of Robin Hood, the Outlaws have come up with a new scheme for redistributing the treasures of the rich to the very poor. But this inevitably leads William into battle with the grown-up world, with typically disastrous consequences.
There is only one William. The loveable imp and his band of Outlaws have been harassing his unfortunate family and delighting hundreds of thousands of readers for years. Here, William invents a water race where competitors have to run with a mouth full of water, without swallowing it or spitting ...
This is the third collection of classic tales in the "Just William" series. The illustrations are the original drawings by Thomas Henry, many of which will bring back those nostalgic memories of William as he used to look.
I had tried to learn since I was five years old, but a combination of a terrifying teacher and a strong dislike of school meant that I never quite learned to make sense of the letters of the alphabet. Then one glorious day I was diagnosed with mumps and told by the doctor that I must stay at home...
Ordinary pursuits had lost their charms. They neither ran nor leapt nor played Red Indians nor ranged the countryside nor carried on guerrilla warfare with the neighbouring farmers. Instead they held meetings in each other’s back gardens, in each other’s shrubberies and summer-houses and tool she...
‘Buy some sweets or go to the pictures,’ she said carelessly, as she gave it to him. William walked slowly down the road, gazing thoughtfully at the coin. After deep calculations, based on the fact that a shilling is the equivalent of two sixpences, he came to the conclusi...
It was not an ideal month for the seaside, but William’s father’s doctor had ordered him a complete rest and change. ‘We shall have to take William with us, you know,’ his wife had said as they discussed plans. ‘Good heavens!’ groaned Mr Brown. ‘I t...