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    Paddington Helps Out
    Paddington Helps Out
    Paddington Helps Out
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    Paddington Helps Out

    By Michael Bond and Peggy Fortnum

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    Paddington Bear loves to lend a paw. From taking a saw to Mr. Curry's kitchen table to extinguishing a surprise flambé, each time Paddington helps out, things tend to get messier before they improve. But with his special tool kit, playful wits, and just a little bit of marmalade, Paddington can take any day and make it extraordinary!

    First published in 1960, Paddington Helps Out is the third 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.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHarperCollins
    Release dateMay 19, 2015
    ISBN9780062312310
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    Michael Bond

    Michael Bond began chronicling Paddington’s adventures in his first book, A Bear Called Paddington, published in 1958. Fortunately, bears don’t need much encouragement, and Paddington has since filled the pages of twelve further novels, a variety of picture books, and many other projects written for the young at heart.

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      A small bear lives with a British family.2.5/4 (Okay).Only three books in, and this series has gotten pointless surprisingly fast. Reading it feels like watching a 1980's cartoon series. It's still kind of cute - and short and harmless - but it's not something to bother reading unless you're nuts about Paddington.

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    Paddington Helps Out - Michael Bond

    CONTENTS

    1. A Picnic on the River

    2. Paddington Makes a Bid

    3. Paddington and Do It Yourself

    4. A Visit to the Cinema

    5. Something Nasty in the Kitchen

    6. Trouble at the Launderette

    7. Paddington Dines Out

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    Chapter One

    A PICNIC ON THE RIVER

    Paddington sat up in bed with a puzzled expression on his face. Happenings at Number thirty-two Windsor Gardens, particularly breakfast, always followed a strict timetable, and it was most unusual for anything to waken him quite so early.

    He took a careful look around his room, but everything seemed to be in its place.

    The photograph of his Aunt Lucy, taken shortly before she entered the Home for Retired Bears in Lima, was on the table beside the bed, along with his jar of special marmalade and several other items.

    His old hat and duffle coat were both hanging on the door peg, and his Peruvian centavos were under the pillow.

    Most important of all, when he lifted the bedclothes and peered underneath, his small leather suitcase with its secret compartment containing his scrapbook and a number of important papers was still at the bottom of the bed.

    Paddington heaved a sigh of relief. Although he had lived with the Browns for over a year, he had never quite got used to having a room of his own, and he wasn’t the sort of bear who believed in taking chances.

    It was at that point, just as he was absentmindedly dipping his paw into the marmalade jar before going back to sleep, that Paddington pricked up his ears and listened.

    There were voices—quite a number of voices—coming from the garden. Several times he heard a door bang, and then, in the distance, he heard a noise remarkably like that of clinking plates followed by the sound of Mr. Brown shouting orders.

    Paddington scrambled out of bed and hurried across the room to the window. It sounded most interesting, and he didn’t like to think he might be missing anything. As he peered through the glass, he nearly fell over backwards with astonishment at the sight which met his eyes. He breathed heavily on the windowpane and rubbed it with his paw to make sure he wasn’t dreaming the whole thing.

    For there, on the lawn outside, all the Brown family—Mr. and Mrs. Brown and Jonathan and Judy—were gathered round a large wicker basket. Not only that, but as he watched, Mrs. Bird, their housekeeper, came out of the kitchen carrying a huge plate piled high with sandwiches.

    Paddington climbed off the windowsill and hurried downstairs. It was all very mysterious, and it definitely needed investigating.

    Trust Paddington! said everyone as he came through the kitchen door just as they were shutting the lid of the hamper.

    That bear can smell out a marmalade sandwich a mile away, grumbled Mrs. Bird.

    Honestly, said Judy, waving her finger at him. It was meant to be a surprise. We got up specially early.

    Paddington looked from one to the other with growing surprise.

    It’s all right, Paddington, laughed Mrs. Brown. There’s no need to be alarmed. We’re only going for a picnic on the river.

    And we’re having a competition, cried Jonathan, waving a fishing net in the air. Dad’s promised a prize to whoever makes the first catch.

    Paddington’s eyes grew rounder and rounder. A picnic? he exclaimed. I don’t think I’ve ever been for a picnic on the river before.

    That’s good, said Mr. Brown, twirling his mustache briskly. Because you’re going on one now. So hurry up and eat your breakfast. It’s a lovely day, and we may as well make the most of it.

    Paddington needed no second bidding, and while the Browns were busy packing the rest of the picnic gear into the car, he hurried back indoors where his breakfast was waiting. He liked doing new things, and he was looking forward to the day’s outing. One of the nicest things about living with the Browns was the number of surprises he had.

    I hope I’ve never ever done everything, Mrs. Bird, he said as she came into the dining room to see if he’d finished his toast and marmalade. I shouldn’t have any surprises left then!

    Hmm, replied Mrs. Bird sternly as she bundled him out of the room. You’ll be getting a surprise if you don’t wash those bacon-and-egg stains off your whiskers before we go out. I’ve never known such a bear for getting in a mess.

    Paddington put on his injured expression as he disappeared into the hall. I was only trying to be quick, Mrs. Bird, he explained.

    Nevertheless, he hurried upstairs to the bathroom. There were several important things to be done before he went out for the day. First of all, there was his suitcase to be packed and then he had to consult his atlas. Paddington was very keen on geography, and he was interested in the thought of having a picnic on the river. It sounded most unusual.

    I don’t know why it is, said Mrs. Bird as she adjusted her hat for what seemed like the fortieth time, but whenever this family goes anywhere, it always takes enough to keep a regiment for a month.

    The Browns were packed into the car, jogging along the road towards the river. Besides the Browns, Mrs. Bird, and Paddington, there was the hamper, a gramophone, a pile of records, a number of parcels, and some fishing nets—not to mention several sunshades, a tent, and a pile of cushions.

    Mrs. Brown shifted uncomfortably as she agreed with Mrs. Bird. Paddington’s leather suitcase was sticking in her back, and his old hat, which he insisted on wearing in case of sunstroke, kept tickling the side of her face.

    Is it much farther? she asked.

    Paddington, who was sitting beside her on the front seat, consulted his map. I think it’s the next turning on the right, he announced, following the route with his paw.

    I do hope so, said Mrs. Brown. They had already taken one wrong turning that morning when Paddington had followed a piece of dried marmalade peel on his map by mistake.

    Fancy turning right at a piece of dried marmalade peel, grumbled Mr. Brown. That policeman didn’t like it at all.

    Anxious to make amends, Paddington stuck his head out of the window and sniffed.

    "I think we

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