Books with title Sketti Tales: An Adventure Through Space and Time

It began with a girl staying at her Aunt Alice’s cottage in the Welsh Marches during the school holidays, who started to investigate the strange occurrences which had happened in the lane outside the cottage over the centuries. From the girl kidnapped on the way to her wedding during the 1500s and never seen again, to the boy and girl recently gone missing, who police couldn’t find any connection between.It ended when they came to a shuddering halt against the ancient oak which lay just inside the boundary wall of Aunt Alice’s garden. The sleigh smoking. On fire in the places it had been most battered by the barrage of thunderbolts which had been directed at it. The reindeer, panting, still fixed securely within the traces which had held firm throughout, trembling and skittish. The passengers, unmoving, sitting there in silence for a minute or two more. Unable to believe that they’d survived the onslaught.But what had happened in between.

Get ready to go on an adventure of a lifetime! Sketti Sam and his friends, Breadstick Barb, Tomato Tom, and Meatball Martha, are all taking you to places where no man, woman, child, or pasta has ever been! With the help of P.A.R.M. (Pasta Aeronautic Rocket Machine), they will go back in time to see how it all started! That's right, they are starting off with a BANG! (Literally!) Learn how the universe started through imagination and fun! See the universe through the looking glass and marvel at all the wondrous sites it has to offer! Kids will learn about galaxies, stars, planets, and even nebula! Are you ready to embark on the trip of a lifetime?

It began with a girl staying at her Aunt Alice’s cottage in the Welsh Marches during the school holidays, who started to investigate the strange occurrences which had happened in the lane outside the cottage over the centuries. From the girl kidnapped on the way to her wedding during the 1500s and never seen again, to the boy and girl recently gone missing, who police couldn’t find any connection between.It ended when they came to a shuddering halt against the ancient oak which lay just inside the boundary wall of Aunt Alice’s garden. The sleigh smoking. On fire in the places it had been most battered by the barrage of thunderbolts which had been directed at it. The reindeer, panting, still fixed securely within the traces which had held firm throughout, trembling and skittish. The passengers, unmoving, sitting there in silence for a minute or two more. Unable to believe that they’d survived the onslaught.But what had happened in between.