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Michael Bond

Paddington at Large

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Ever since Paddington started working in the garden, it’s been a bit quieter in the Brown household. But with Paddington around, things never stay quiet for long. From a paw-sticking toffee disaster to a slight scorching of Father Christmas’s beard, Paddington brings a splash of adventure to every day.
Paddington at Large is the fifth novel by Michael Bond, chronicling the adventures of this classic character. Paddington has warmed the hearts of generations of readers with his earnest good intentions and humorous misadventures. This brand-new paper-over-board edition of the classic novel contains the original text by Michael Bond and illustrations by Peggy Fortnum.
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133 printed pages
Publication year
2016

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  • b6264815086has quoted5 years ago
    This is Miss Flint, my leading lady,” he explained, turning to Paddington. “She’s in bacon and eggs.”
    “How nice,” said Paddington, raising his hat politely. “I should like to be in bacon and eggs myself.”
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      “You’ve won the jackpot!”
      “What!” exclaimed Paddington hotly as he gave Ronnie Playfair one of his hardest ever stares. “I’ve won a jackpot? I thought you said it was five hundred pounds.”
      “That is five hundred pounds,” said Ronnie Playfair hastily. “It’s the top prize of all. That’s why it’s called a JACKPOT.”
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        “He wasn’t on his marks,” cried the cameraman. “He kept following me. You can’t take proper close-ups if people don’t stay on their marks.”
        Paddington peered at the floor. “My marks?” he repeated hotly. “But I had a bath before I came out.”
        “He doesn’t mean dirt marks,” said Ronnie Playfair, pointing to a yellow chalk line. “He means that sort. You’re supposed to stay where I put you, otherwise the cameras can’t get their shots.”
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