The Old Nurse's Stocking - Basket
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- Nombre de pages124
- FormatePub
- ISBN978-0-14-137552-6
- EAN9780141375526
- Date de parution07/07/2016
- Protection num.Adobe DRM
- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurPuffin
Résumé
This is a timeless classic collection of bedtime fairytales by Eleanor Farjeon, with evocative line drawings by Edward Ardizzone. Every night when the children were tucked up in bed, the Old Nurse would pull out a pair of stockings from the mending-basket and while she threaded her needle she would look in her memory for a story that fitted the size of the hole. The children always stopped their bickering at once, for none of them wanted to miss her extraordinary stories of princes and princesses, Greek gods, sea captains and other wonderful characters she had come across in her hundreds of years as a children's nurse.
All the tales were so entrancing that the boys could hardly be blamed for sometimes making large holes on purpose, so that they'd have a long story to match!
All the tales were so entrancing that the boys could hardly be blamed for sometimes making large holes on purpose, so that they'd have a long story to match!
This is a timeless classic collection of bedtime fairytales by Eleanor Farjeon, with evocative line drawings by Edward Ardizzone. Every night when the children were tucked up in bed, the Old Nurse would pull out a pair of stockings from the mending-basket and while she threaded her needle she would look in her memory for a story that fitted the size of the hole. The children always stopped their bickering at once, for none of them wanted to miss her extraordinary stories of princes and princesses, Greek gods, sea captains and other wonderful characters she had come across in her hundreds of years as a children's nurse.
All the tales were so entrancing that the boys could hardly be blamed for sometimes making large holes on purpose, so that they'd have a long story to match!
All the tales were so entrancing that the boys could hardly be blamed for sometimes making large holes on purpose, so that they'd have a long story to match!

















