Which witch can’t spell?

This little book is a cautionary tale for children who use computers and rely on spell check without resorting to their dictionary. I am  naturally bad at spelling ( a definite handicap for a writer ) even though I am always reading and do cryptic crosswords almost everyday, so I am totally sympathetic to other sufferers.

Which Witch Cant Spell

This book is dedicated to four young ladies who have been friends of mine since they were quite small. It was written very much with my tongue in my cheek and I had no intention of letting it loose on the public. However, when several other young people said how much they loved it I decided to publish it on Lulu. I have subsequently published it on Kindle and it will soon appear in hard copy published by Unicorn. It’s very cheap! Read the beginning here now for free…


A cautionary tale


jenny button

      This book is dedicated to my four favourite witches


The Premier school for young ladies

Specialising in witchcraft and spelling


This academy has great pleasure in offering a year’s free tuition, to the candidate(s) who presents the most original, unique and beneficial spell.

The judge’s ruling is final. Submissions must be in by the end of this academic year.

The four girls looked at each other. They were thinking the same thing. They could often read each other’s thoughts and when it suited them they worked as a team, but when it didn’t they had very individual ideas. Typical girls you might say – but you’d be wrong because these are very special people. Let me introduce you:

Ellie is the oldest of the four.  She is tall, quite lovely and possesses the sweetest nature. Her dearest wish is to weave magic cloth, the sort that uses only the finest silk and satin yarn. She longs to conjure tweeds of mystic colours, with healing woven into the very fabric: cloth that will make the wearer confident, free of those self doubts that chip away at one’s self esteem.

Molly is confident, stylish and beautiful. By applying paints and powders she can change the shape of an eye or the arch of a brow; with the dexterous wave of a make-up brush she can transform the plainest woman into a creature of unsurpassed beauty. Her wish is to abolish the ugly and create a world filled with lovely people.

Alex is next. She has not yet discovered how incredibly special she is. Already a natural charmer, she possesses an ability to turn the ordinary into the extraordinary. Everyone adores Alex. With a simple smile she can cast a spell to lift the deepest frown into a beaming smile – with just a wink of her twinkling eye. Her dream is to make the world a happy, smiling place (preferably full of horses) which, you must admit, is pretty ambitious.

Their cousin Lucy is a fireball, the youngest of the four, last, but certainly not the least. Redheaded and quick witted, she loves animals with a passion. To her the world is a wonderful place; life is a magical gift to be lived as a free spirit. Lucy has no time for those who get bored, or give up too easily. She is determined to create a world full of natural empathy: a world where cruelty is banished so that we can all live without fear – especially those of us with four legs.


This story is set a few years ago, but not so very much has changed.


Ellie, Molly, Alex and Lucy had wanted to become witches since they were tiny, but they were growing up fast and there were life choices to be made. To become a qualified witch required money; quite a lot of money; serious money. Their parents, like so many parents, didn’t recognise the importance of magic. That is, not enough to invest heavily in it. In fact there were times when the girls thought their parents didn’t believe in the existence of magic at all!

The state didn’t place a very high value on an education which concentrated on spelling. Only private Charm Schools did that and they charged high fees. Madam Button’s Academy was the finest in the country. It was also the most expensive. The four girls earned barely enough pocket money to finance the immediate needs of an emergent woman. To offer of a year’s free schooling was a chance in a million; possibly their only chance!

After tea, all parents, grand parents, aunts, uncles, pesky brothers and dogs safely out of the way, it was time to decide.

“Well” prompted Ellie, “in or out?”

“I’m in!” Molly always knew what she wanted from life, and was determined enough to get it.

“Me too!” Alex never liked to be left out.

“Umm.. not sure.” Lucy’s brow wrinkled.

“Come on Lucy. In or out?”  Alex placed her smile as close as she could to her cousin’s frown which immediately relaxed into a cheeky grin.

“Not sure… need more time to think. If we fail it would be too horrible… but then we might never get another chance.” Lucy was smart, practical and seldom acted on impulse – unless an animal was involved. “If we win…. and that’s a big if…. we’ll still have to buy uniforms – those hats cost a bomb. Then there’s the cost of all the ingredients. How much is the eye of a toad these days?”

The girls sat in a circle, their heads (two brown, one blond and one red) touching. Concentrated thoughts were exchanged. Then, like knights of old, they stood as one, raised their right hands, sans swords, and clasped them together. The decision was made: the pledge sealed. There was no going back. They were all in. Phew!