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[ µµ¼­ ] Edward and the Party (Board book)
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One morning Edward saw Trevor in the orchard.

"We are going to have a party here soon," said Trevor.

On his journey, Edward thought about the party.

"I wish I could help," he said to himself.

But the next time Edward saw Treovr, he looked sad.

"The vicar forgot to put up the posters," he said, " and now no one will know about the party."

"Don't worry, Trevor," called Edward.

"The vicar can paste his posters on my train, then people will see them wherever I go."

"Well done, Edward," said his driver.

"I'm sure the Fat Controller will agree." And he did.

Edward puffed happily along, collecting passengers.

"Look, a party," they said.

"We must go to that."

As Bertie passed the orchard, he said "Hello" to Trevor.

Trevor told him about the party.

"I'll come too," said Berie.

"Children will like riding in a smart red bus like me."

On the day of the party the ground was muddy.

"We'll stay on the road, then we won't get stuck," said Trevor's driver.

Trevor was busy giving children rides when Bertie rushed by.

"Honk! Honk! I'm on my way to the party," he said.

Then there was trouble.

"Help! I'm stuck!" shouted Bertie.

His wheels had sunk in the orchard mud.

Terence the tractor arrived just in time.

Then Trevor came to see if he could help too.

Using strong ropes, they pulled Bertie onto the road again.

"Thank you, Trevor," Bertie said.

"I'll stay on the tarmac in the future."

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"We are going to have a party here soon," said Trevor.

On his journey, Edward thought about the party.

"I wish I could help," he said to himself.

But the next time Edward saw Treovr, he looked sad.

"The vicar forgot to put up the posters," he said, " and now no one will know about the party."

"Don't worry, Trevor," called Edward.

"The vicar can paste his posters on my train, then people will see them wherever I go."

"Well done, Edward," said his driver.

"I'm sure the Fat Controller will agree." And he did.

Edward puffed happily along, collecting passengers.

"Look, a party," they said.

"We must go to that."

As Bertie passed the orchard, he said "Hello" to Trevor.

Trevor told him about the party.

"I'll come too," said Berie.

"Children will like riding in a smart red bus like me."

On the day of the party the ground was muddy.

"We'll stay on the road, then we won't get stuck," said Trevor's driver.

Trevor was busy giving children rides when Bertie rushed by.

"Honk! Honk! I'm on my way to the party," he said.

Then there was trouble.

"Help! I'm stuck!" shouted Bertie.

His wheels had sunk in the orchard mud.

Terence the tractor arrived just in time.

Then Trevor came to see if he could help too.

Using strong ropes, they pulled Bertie onto the road again.

"Thank you, Trevor," Bertie said.

"I'll stay on the tarmac in the future."






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[ µµ¼­ ] Percy Gets Stuck (Board book)
EGMONT | 1997/10/15
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One morning Thomas was puffing along the line by the sea. He was taking some children to the beach.

"Hello, Thomas," Persy called. "I wish I could take children rather than dirty trucks."

"Will you take them home tonight?" asked Thomas.

Percy promised he would.

Later Percy stopped by the airfield. Harold the Helicopter was there.

"There is going to be a storm," said Harold.

Then he met Edword.

"Be careful," warned Edward. "Bad weather's coming. If it rains too hard, your wheels may slip."

Percy meant to take the children home whatever the weather.

"A promise is a promise," he said.

The children had had a lovely day at the beach, but now they were tired. They quickly

climbed into percy's train.

On the way home it began to rain. Soon it was pouring. Percy thought of his nice warm shed.

Rain streamed down Percy's boiler. His driver was anxious. They were close to the river and it was rising fast.

Soon water bagan to slosh around Percy's wheels and his fire went out. Percy could not move.

The driver and fireman went to find some wood to light Percy's fire again.

Then Percy heard a whirring sound above.

"Oh dear, Harold's come to laugh at me," he said.

Harold dropped a parachute with a picnic tea of sandwiches ad hot cocoa for the children.

After tea everyone felt much warmer and Percy's fire was burning well.

Percy made steam and puffed bravely on through the floods. Ad last the children were safely home.

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One morning Thomas was puffing along the line by the sea. He was taking some children to the beach.

"Hello, Thomas," Persy called. "I wish I could take children rather than dirty trucks."

"Will you take them home tonight?" asked Thomas.

Percy promised he would.

Later Percy stopped by the airfield. Harold the Helicopter was there.

"There is going to be a storm," said Harold.

Then he met Edword.

"Be careful," warned Edward. "Bad weather's coming. If it rains too hard, your wheels may slip."

Percy meant to take the children home whatever the weather.

"A promise is a promise," he said.

The children had had a lovely day at the beach, but now they were tired. They quickly

climbed into percy's train.

On the way home it began to rain. Soon it was pouring. Percy thought of his nice warm shed.

Rain streamed down Percy's boiler. His driver was anxious. They were close to the river and it was rising fast.

Soon water bagan to slosh around Percy's wheels and his fire went out. Percy could not move.

The driver and fireman went to find some wood to light Percy's fire again.

Then Percy heard a whirring sound above.

"Oh dear, Harold's come to laugh at me," he said.

Harold dropped a parachute with a picnic tea of sandwiches ad hot cocoa for the children.

After tea everyone felt much warmer and Percy's fire was burning well.

Percy made steam and puffed bravely on through the floods. Ad last the children were safely home.

"Well done, Percy, you kept your promise."




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