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When you're bullied at school, you've got no friends or pocket money and your Mum can't cook, life can be grim. That's when you need an adventure, and that's what Percy gets - a superb, magnificent, magical adventure, plus pudding with custard!
There's also Grumbo, who may be old, but he's certainly not grown up, a reindeer with attention deficit disorder, an insanitary parrot, a talking tortoise, a terrifying teacher and a comfortingly satisfactory Aunt Lucy to ensure a happy ending. -Oh, and all the rest of course....
Perfect for readers of 7 and upwards- they'll read it again and again.
"How would you like it?" the figure rounded on him fiercely. "Having to go all over the place in the middle of the night when any other self respecting person is asleep in their bed, delivering presents to ungrateful children who can't even be bothered to go to sleep? Still," added the figure, relenting slightly, "At least you didn't leave brussel sprouts for Rudolph. They give him terrible wind, you know, but he simply can't resist them. Imagine it," he said gloomily, "miles and miles through the snow behind a reindeer with chronic wind.
"But it's the wrong night!" burst out Percy finally.
"What do you mean, it's the wrong night?" demanded the figure? "It's the wrong night. You are Father Christmas, aren't you? Only he's supposed to come on the night of Christmas Eve isn't he?"
"I'm a Father Christmas, yes. But it is Christmas Eve, isn't it?" he asked anxiously, counting on his fingers as he did so.
There's also Grumbo, who may be old, but he's certainly not grown up, a reindeer with attention deficit disorder, an insanitary parrot, a talking tortoise, a terrifying teacher and a comfortingly satisfactory Aunt Lucy to ensure a happy ending. -Oh, and all the rest of course....
Perfect for readers of 7 and upwards- they'll read it again and again.
"How would you like it?" the figure rounded on him fiercely. "Having to go all over the place in the middle of the night when any other self respecting person is asleep in their bed, delivering presents to ungrateful children who can't even be bothered to go to sleep? Still," added the figure, relenting slightly, "At least you didn't leave brussel sprouts for Rudolph. They give him terrible wind, you know, but he simply can't resist them. Imagine it," he said gloomily, "miles and miles through the snow behind a reindeer with chronic wind.
"But it's the wrong night!" burst out Percy finally.
"What do you mean, it's the wrong night?" demanded the figure? "It's the wrong night. You are Father Christmas, aren't you? Only he's supposed to come on the night of Christmas Eve isn't he?"
"I'm a Father Christmas, yes. But it is Christmas Eve, isn't it?" he asked anxiously, counting on his fingers as he did so.
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