Harry Miller's Run

<p><b><i>That's reet lad! Run! There's a wolf at your tail! Run for your lovely life! </i>A joyful uplifting story of times gone by from the internationally acclaimed author of <i>Skellig</i>.</b><br><br>A joyful uplifting story of times gone by from the internationally acclaimed author of <i>Skellig</i> illustrated in full colour by the award-winning illustrator of <i>A Walk in London</i>. Liam just wants to go out running with his mates &#150; it&#146;s not long till the Junior Great North Run and there&#146;s training to be done. But Mam needs him today to help old Harry clear out his house. Harry knows a thing or two about running. When <i>he</i> was a lad he says he ran all the way from Newcastle to South Shields. &#147;But Harry&#148; says Mam &#147;that&#146;s thirteen miles!&#148; Harry grins. &#147;Different times&#148; he says. This is the story of that day: of sweltering heat clattering boots briny sea air and the heavenly taste of ice cream; the day when Harry and his pals ran and ran and ran through the blazing sunlight all the way to the sea.</p>