What a wonderful morning at St Andrews School in Lucan. Two fifth class dragons (one with painted face and scales, the other in a scaly onesie) met me at the door. A wall of book reviews; painted pottery dragons; pupils dressed as characters; cakes and question after question about My Secret Dragon. It’s a gift beyond words to an author when a book comes alive and the readers enter its world. A huge than you to the pupils and teachers for breathing (non-fiery) life into Aidan and Charlotte’s story.
