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'The Crocodile Who Lost His Glasses And Other Stories' is a collection of nine imaginative tales for children of all ages from Giles Ekins, author of the acclaimed 'The Adventures Of A Travelling Cat' books.
Apart from the titular story, the anthology includes such stories as the comedic 'The Phantom Crocodile Of The Opera' and the ridiculous 'The Skunk Who Lost His Stink'.
Also included is a story entitled 'Ghosts,' written by the author's seven-year-old granddaughter, already a budding writer.
A collection of tales perfect for bedtime, 'The Crocodile Who Lost His Glasses And Other Stories' will delight readers of all ages.
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The Crocodile Who Lost His Glasses
Lily and Mr Turtle
The Leopard Who Lost Her Spots
The Phantom Crocodile of the Opera
The Elephant Who Forgot
The Skunk Who Lost His Stink
The Elephant Who Lost Her Trunk
The Hyena Who Lost Her Laugh
Ghosts
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About the Author
Copyright (C) 2021 Giles Ekins
Layout design and Copyright (C) 2022 by Next Chapter
Published 2022 by Next Chapter
Edited by Lorna Read
Cover art by CoverMint
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the author’s permission.
Dedicated to Lily Louise with lots and lots of love and huggles.
Once upon a time, there was a crocodile called Cranberry who lived in a little house on the bank of a river in Africa.
One morning, Cranberry woke up but could not find his glasses anywhere. He searched and searched everywhere, but still could not find them.
He looked under the bed, under his pillow. He looked in the bathroom, behind the sofa in the living room and he looked in all the cupboards in the kitchen.
He even looked in the smelly rubbish bin, holding his long nose as he rummaged through the potato peelings, fish heads and very stinky old cheese. But he still could not find his glasses.
‘I had better go and look for them,’ he thought.
Off he set along the riverbank, looking from side to side in case he had dropped his glasses somewhere. Then he met Horace the Hippo.
‘Hello, Horace,’ he called.