The Compendium of the Dreamland Series

By J. A. Folkers

The Compendium combines all the books of the Dreamland series into a novel for older readers.

Join Mr Dudley and Thingy-ma-jig and What's-his-name, his mechanical assistants on their adventures!

Mr Dudley monitors Dreamland with the help of his steam punk dream machine.

Mr Dudley has no magical abilities and is as blind as a bat and sometimes like Betty from the Fairytale series he must call on Muriel from the Realms series to help.

It's more his mis-adventures she has to help with really.

Mystery, mayhem, magic, and adventure await you.

Enjoy the read!

• Language: English
• Publisher: J. A. Folkers
• Release date: May 30, 2022
• ISBN: 9781991164360

J. A. Folkers

Julie was born and raised in Christchurch, New Zealand, where she is now residing again after living on the rugged West Coast of the South Island for nine years. She has worked and served overseas with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, including a three- year posting to Bangkok, Thailand. After completing a Diploma for Professional Writer of Children’s Stories, she wrote her popular first fantasy novel for children, Abby and the Hopplescotch Realm. This was written as the first in her series of stories about the adventures of a group of children and other characters in different realms. the Realms series has grown to 4 books in total, it is extremely popular. Read her and enjoy her books.Julie also holds Diplomas in Diamonds and Gems, she worked in the jewellery trade for a number of years..Julie lives with her daughter and her dog, Mr Arthur, an English Mastiff. Julie was Chairperson of the New Zealand Society of Authors for Canterbury in 2012.Julie writes under the non-de-plume of Anne Dover for her adult books.The Keeper of Secrets series.Scribblings of a WriterScribblings of a Scammer.The Keeper of SecretsJulie started Ooky Spooky publications and she has been publishing other Authors' work for them. Julie is a Reiki Master and a Bodytalker. She's explored alternative medicine. Julie keeps fit and is in good health. Julie has been following her dreams! Julie started a fundraising scheme for schools in 2023. She produced about 350 notebooks to be used for fundraising events. She also started the Ooky Spooky Bookclub!The Fairytale seriesFor 6-9-year-olds, have a book read to you and enjoy the illustrations or read along with Mum or Dad. Or learn new and harder words with the use of the glossary of terms in the back of the books. Never skip a word again!Danger Dweeb and the Turd of Hurtles has been illustrated and released with UK publishing house - Austin Macauley in 2021Mr Arthur, Miss Echo and the Grumpy Toad is in the process of being illustrated and will be released in 2024.Discover other titles by Julie FolkersThe Realms SeriesAbby and the Hopplescotch RealmAnika and the Techno PiratesMagical Chaos at Beechhorn CoveTime Bandits and the Fountain of YouthThe Fairytale SeriesThe Pimperknickels and the Tooth FairyBarnaby the Christmas ElfRazzle Dazzle the Missing ReindeerDanger Dweeb and the Turd of HurtlesBertie Bumpkin and the FrosticalsPicasso Dook and the Rainbow BunnyMr Dudley and the Shadow BeastsA novel for older readersThe Compendium of the Fairytale SeriesThe Dreamland SeriesMr Dudley and the Time VampiresMr Dudley and the Beetle FartsMr Dudley and Mrs McFuddleA novel for older readersThe Compendium of the Dreamland SeriesThe Mr Arthur SeriesMr Arthur, Miss Echo and the Grumpy ToadRastas the Rat and the Hounds of Broomstick WayMrs Bottomley's BotanicalsThe Guddyfunk Stone and the Witch who tried to steal ChristmasA novel for older readersThe Chronicles of Mr Arthur and FriendsThe Snaky Snooks SeriesSnaky Snooks and the Peculiar FartsMrs Stingy and the AcornsSnaky Snooks and the Secrets of the DogsSnaky Snooks and the Fossil of ReasonSnaky Snooks and Shabby the Terrible BreederA novel for older readersCompendium of Snaky SnooksWrite My Own Book SeriesThere are various covers available for you to write your own book into it.My Notebook Series100-page notebook with various covers. Write a diary or make it a recipe book with your favourite recipes. Or use it as a gardening diary.Whatever you do - it's your notebook!My Drawing Book Series100-page drawing book with various covers, for you to draw or paint your own pictureshttp://jafolkers.ampbk.comis where you will find my latest illustrated book - U.K. release

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The

Compendium

of

The Dreamland

Series

J A Folkers

Copyright ©2022 by Julie Folkers

Ooky Spooky Publications

Cover Copyright ©2022 by Julie Folkers

All rights reserved.

The author has asserted her moral and legal right to be recognized as the author of this work.

This book is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without written permission from the author.

Glossary at back of the book

Dedication

For my girls who mean the world to me.

About the Author

Julie was born and raised in Christchurch, New Zealand, where she is now residing again after living on the rugged West Coast of the South Island for nine years. She has worked and served overseas with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, including a three-year posting to Bangkok, Thailand. After completing a Diploma for Professional Writer of Children's Stories, she wrote her popular first fantasy novel for children, Abby and the Hopplescotch Realm. This was written as the first in her series of stories about the adventures of a group of children and other characters in different realms. Julie's Realms series has grown to four books in total now. The series starts as first chapter books. Julie also holds Diplomas in Diamonds and Gems. Julie lives with her cats. Julie was Chairperson of the New Zealand Society of Authors for Canterbury in 2012. Julie also has an adult series out under the non-de-plume Anne Dover.

For her latest release

http://jafolkers.ampbk.com

Mr Dudley

and

the

Time Vampires

1

Mr Dudley slowly opened his eyes one at a time and blinked a few times and yawned. It might have looked like he'd been asleep but he'd been working his heinie off.

He stretched his arms out and then lifted and stretched each leg, wiggling his toes as he did so. His tweed trousers rode up his leg to reveal his old tattered stomping boots and holey grey socks that poked out the top.

He swung to the right of his chair and leapt off it, landing soundly, he hobbled off the platform his seat was on. He looked back at the dream machine and shook his head.

Magnificent machine, he'd helped to design it when they'd discovered that dreamland had problems. The machine scaled the height of the room and tapered off into the peak of the lighthouse. Coils upon coils of copper metal spiralled upwards and out from where his chair was. Time pieces dotted the spirals and cogs too, they would clunk and turn when he was seated and the spiral spiralled. It was a noisy machine that would clunk and let off steam at the top and honk horns at intervals.

He wasn't having a good week. In fact, his week was about to get worse. He'd been away and they'd had an intruder. They thought one baddie had slipped through from dreamland but now he wasn't so sure. Perhaps numerous characters had entered their world.

He had a feeling chaos was about to erupt. He scratched the stubble on his chin and continued to the stairwell.

He thought he'd get What's-his-name and Thingy-ma-jig to service the machine whilst he caught a bite to eat and ring Muriel. Muriel was a witch and he relied on her magic to help maintain the peace and quiet of our world.

Hmm, he wasn't happy. It was far too happy in dreamland. It was almost too happy. Like someone or something was trying to compensate for something else. They'd all been walking around with great big smiles, almost like their mouths had been pinned back to their ears. He'd stayed longer than expected as he wanted to check that all the regions were like that and they were. Everyone waving and strutting around with their incredibly big fake smiles that showed all their top teeth.

He was worried, very worried. Opening the door, he yelled, 'Thingy-ma-jig and What's-his-name, the machine needs servicing. I'm hungry, let me know when you're finished. I'll be in the kitchen.'

By now he stood in the stairwell that led either up to the balcony around the top of the lighthouse or down to the ground, where the kitchen was.

He pushed a button on the railing that sent for his chair lift.

Odd, he thought. He was the only one who used it and it should have been where he had left it. He could hear it sliding on the banister as it descended from the top.

Perhaps they'd had visitors who had taken in the views. They normally didn't let anyone into the lighthouse. Again, he rubbed his stubble, a nervous habit. One he did when something was gnawing at him.

He stared down the stairs and then upwards. Where were his assistants? They normally came prancing up to him and were jibber jabbering non-stop. Silence filled the air.

How odd he thought.

His chair lift arrived and he slid into the seat and pushed the button controller on the arm and it slowly started descending to the bottom.

He leant back in the seat and swung his legs like a kid till he reached the bottom. It slowly ground to a halt and he slid from the chair onto the flagstone floor and hobbled off in the direction of the kitchen.

Strange, he thought. He hadn't heard the boys, they normally made noise wherever they went. The boys were mechanical beings. Built from timepieces and other bits of metal. They would clunk and creak with each step. Very unlike them to be peculiarly silent.

Mr Dudley busied himself and made a sandwich. Salami, cheese and onion onto his favourite bread with a splash of mayonnaise to tasty it up. And salt and pepper of course. He munched into his sandwich whilst he sat quite happily at the breakfast bar in his tiny kitchen.

The lighthouse seemed eerie. It was silent. There was always noise here. He couldn't even hear the sea as it beat against the rocks below.

Odd, he thought.

Once finished he thought he'd head to the top of the lighthouse and then back to the monitoring room. Surely, they'd be in there oiling the wheels and doing any maintenance that was required.

He stuck a finger in his ear and wiggled it