Who doesn't know Santa, well Barney the Ginger Furry Pussy Cat has never heard of him and neither had Ollie, Fluffy Doggy or Skimble so seeing him in their living room late one night gave them such a scare they all ran upstairs to hide? That is everyone except Fluffy Doggy who bravely chased Santa into the garden shed. He chased the big dark shadow and he disappeared inside. "We've got to rescue Fluffy now," Barney and Ollie cried. Little did they know that, once inside the shed they would be whisked away to Santa Land on a carpet of magic Fairy Dust where they would meet the elves, Santa's reindeer and play games with melting snowmen. Skimble, wasn't sure about leaving Gran behind so she waited in the snow where she made friends with the Fairy Queen who taught her all about what fairies do. It wasn't long before they all returned and told Gran all about their adventures but Gran already knew. Everyone had gone to bed when Gran turned out the light. She knew Santa Clause would visit sometime in the night.
Who doesn't know Santa, well Barney the Ginger Furry Pussy Cat has never heard of him and neither had Ollie, Fluffy Doggy or Skimble so seeing him in their living room late one night gave them such a scare they all ran upstairs to hide? That is everyone except Fluffy Doggy who bravely chased Santa into the garden shed. He chased the big dark shadow and he disappeared inside. "We've got to rescue Fluffy now," Barney and Ollie cried. Little did they know that, once inside the shed they would be whisked away to Santa Land on a carpet of magic Fairy Dust where they would meet the elves, Santa's reindeer and play games with melting snowmen. Skimble, wasn't sure about leaving Gran behind so she waited in the snow where she made friends with the Fairy Queen who taught her all about what fairies do. It wasn't long before they all returned and told Gran all about their adventures but Gran already knew. Everyone had gone to bed when Gran turned out the light. She knew Santa Clause would visit sometime in the night.
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25 colour and 3 black and white
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Höhe: 210 mm
Breite: 297 mm
ISBN-13
978-1-9161606-3-7 (9781916160637)
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Hi, I'm Ken Hayward, Author and Illustrator of the Ginger Furry Pussy Cat series. I was born and raised in a mining village in what was the West Riding of Yorkshire, England and while a career in the Coal Mines (Darn `t' Pit) was considered inevitable my parents persuaded me to look further afield.
At 15 years of age I joined the Royal Navy and by the age of 19 I had covered at least half of the globe on an Aircraft Carrier before joining the fantastic world of submarines, almost every day was a unique adventure. The rest of the world came later and I have never lost the fascination of travel and culture.
Fortunately for me the Navy encouraged its younger sailors to write home often and it became a must do that kept Mum and Dad up to speed with a constant barrage of mail. They got the adventure stories from around the world and I kept the poetry to myself at least for the time being.
Seventeen years as a Sailor and the Directorship of two engineering companies to follow, the writing stayed with me. My greatest pleasure came when I taught my little girl to read by sharing the sentences, being patient and taking credit for her first complete unaided page reading. The sudden invasion of our home by a real Ginger Tom cat prompted my first poem, `The Burglar' and now, some 20 years on and with much encouragement from my wife and `that not so little girl' I am fulfilling a dream by sharing my love of writing and art with those who will hopefully enjoy them the most. Read more at:...... www.kenhaywardauthor.co.uk. - www.kenhaywardauthor.com.
Hi, I'm Ken Hayward, Author and Illustrator of the Ginger Furry Pussy Cat series. I was born and raised in a mining village in what was the West Riding of Yorkshire, England and while a career in the Coal Mines (Darn `t' Pit) was considered inevitable my parents persuaded me to look further afield.
At 15 years of age I joined the Royal Navy and by the age of 19 I had covered at least half of the globe on an Aircraft Carrier before joining the fantastic world of submarines, almost every day was a unique adventure. The rest of the world came later and I have never lost the fascination of travel and culture.
Fortunately for me the Navy encouraged its younger sailors to write home often and it became a must do that kept Mum and Dad up to speed with a constant barrage of mail. They got the adventure stories from around the world and I kept the poetry to myself at least for the time being.
Seventeen years as a Sailor and the Directorship of two engineering companies to follow, the writing stayed with me. My greatest pleasure came when I taught my little girl to read by sharing the sentences, being patient and taking credit for her first complete unaided page reading. The sudden invasion of our home by a real Ginger Tom cat prompted my first poem, `The Burglar' and now, some 20 years on and with much encouragement from my wife and `that not so little girl' I am fulfilling a dream by sharing my love of writing and art with those who will hopefully enjoy them the most. Read more at:...... www.kenhaywardauthor.co.uk. - www.kenhaywardauthor.com.
