Over 15 years ago, The Big Issue began to ask well-known figures from the worlds of entertainment, politics, literature, business and more, one simple question: If you could write a letter to your younger self, what would it say? This collection of 70 inspiring, moving and honest interviews includes Billie Piper on feeling burnt out, Monica Ali on self-belief, Mica Paris on sudden loss, Nancy Sinatra on marrying young, Fearne Cotton on battling imposter...

A boy enjoys writing letters to his grandfather who lives a long distance away.

A school boy reluctantly starts an intergalactic pen-pal friendship with a girl from Pluto as part of a classroom lesson, but ends up helping his new friend save her home planet.

Eddy has problems when his dragons go missing while on a trip to London.

Taking its cue from 'Diary of a Provincial Lady', E.M. Delafield's dry-witted classic of domesticity and other vexations, 'Are we having fun yet?' is a comic novel about the vicissitudes of domestic life chez frantic narrator Liz Dashwood. Like Bridget Jones (the third) without the death. Like Fleabag without the glamour or the priest and in a book. Like Nina Stibbe before she thinks of it. From the deep rage of knowing where to find every single...

A grieving teen girl falls in love with a troubled teen boy after he finds her letters that she leaves at her mother's grave in the cemetery where he is doing community service.

Using letters written on paper aeroplanes, a young girl tries to encourage a boy to leave his cossetted mansion room to play with her in the forest.

Eddie must track down a thief who is stealing dragons.

The prince is worried when the ring he has to marry Cinderella with goes missing and sets of a series of letters between fairy tale characters in the search for it.

Readers of the Daily Telegraph will be fondly aware of the combination of wistful nostalgia & appalled outrage that characterises its letters page. But what of all the letters that were just slightly too extreme, too off the wall, too politically incorrect, or just too barking mad, to make it to publication?