Every story of my childhood had the introduction, “I’ll tell you a story about Jackie Dorey,” and from there on Jackie Dorey could take you on the most wonderful journeys. He held the key to a door into a world of magic and wonder. It was a place where you met the most amazing people and anything could happen; a wonderful world of imagination and make believe, where the little people could weave cobwebs of golden wonder all around you. These were the stories we told to each other. But Jacky never found his way into a book. Now at last Jacky Dorey has his own book. Well done Granny Woodfort!