Strange things happen around Glister Butterworth. (Frightfully inconsiderate it is, too.) Occasionally the strange things begin with a knock at the door or sometimes a careless word or two. Chilblain Hall may well be a little tumbledown, have creaky timbers and a certain unpredictable air, but it still has feelings. Just like you or me. So it s quite easy to see how the Butterworths' home got in a huff, uprooted and left after overhearing Mr Swarkstone a man with his eye firmly on the prize for best Bonny Village call it some pretty dreadful and damning names. Now homeless, lonely and bored without Chilblain Hall, Glister must find a way to persuade her dearest home and friend back to where it belongs
