It is quite funny how some stories seem to be circular in form.
Pokémon has once more taken a hold of my spare time, with Gen 5.5 being the current bad guy.
Luckily there is still time to enjoy the better things in life, like rereading old books and reading seemingly old books.
Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children falls squarely into the second category.
With slightly disturbing black and white 'vintage' trick photographs, it sketches a story of a group of wonderful people who all seem quite improbable. And it will come as no surprise that the protagonist finds out that not only are these people as real as his grandfather described them, the monsters they were supposedly hiding from are as well.
He travels to the UK, hoping to find this band of misfits and stumbles upon them in a pocket time bubble, where they have been since the end of WW II. This leads to the most charming part of the book, with child like exploration of this past town. Unfortunately the book loses its poetic bent just a tad too much at the end to prove really interesting. Nonetheless, the sequel will probably answer all the questions that are left unanswered.
Another take on time travel has that typical Pratchett approach as we wander back into the life of Johnny Maxwell for a fourth time, now with added Discworld references (TM)
Johnny and his mates find a trolley that allows them to travel to tehir town on the day of the great WW II air raid, with people's grandparents calling them spies, Men and Cars in Black, double or triple burgers, girls changing their names every other page and missing sandwiches abound. Try not to take it too seriously and it will all work out fine.
And after that it is time to head out once more into the black
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