Secret Garden Festival - Scantlebury, Mike
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Everybody in Salford is talking about the Secret Garden Festival: it's affecting everything. Melia, preoccupied with the job her Deputy Director is setting her up with next - protecting Prince William at the Olympic Games - has little time to think about flowers and painting, singing and dancing. She has her little cousin to save. Liv, newly enrolled at Salford University, is making enemies faster than a regicide, but for no apparent reason! What could there be? Why would anyone dislike this beautiful, talented, clever, charming, persuasive young beauty? Is it perhaps the awful things her…mehr

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Everybody in Salford is talking about the Secret Garden Festival: it's affecting everything. Melia, preoccupied with the job her Deputy Director is setting her up with next - protecting Prince William at the Olympic Games - has little time to think about flowers and painting, singing and dancing. She has her little cousin to save. Liv, newly enrolled at Salford University, is making enemies faster than a regicide, but for no apparent reason! What could there be? Why would anyone dislike this beautiful, talented, clever, charming, persuasive young beauty? Is it perhaps the awful things her studies and reasearch are uncovering? Is that the problem? Melia needs to know. It's a race against time - save her cousin Liv before her father dies, and before the Garden Festival comes to an unwelcome and unplanned explosive climax.
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Mickey is from Manchester, and he's a Tough Guy. My name is Mike Scantlebury and I'm the author. I'm not a tough guy, I'm more like an opal, small and perfectly formed. But - more bad news, and worse than that - I'm from Bristol, which is a small, historic port in South West England. It's only claim to fame is that people sailed from there in the 15th century and discovered America. Oh, yeah, well, that is quite a Big Thing, isn't it? But that's the deceptive part of the whole story. I live in Salford now, across the river from the big Northern city of Manchester. My 'Manchester' is not like anyone else's, and if you think you know Manchester - maybe from reading other books set there, or seeing the place on films or on television - I need you to know that. Things aren't always what they seem, are they? Luckily, Manchester has Mickey, which means, fortunately for them, that whenever something bad happens, (and it does, regularly), they've got someone who is going to come in, do The Right Thing, and clear up the mess. Not every town can say that now, can they?