SID THE SLUG THUG by G. Foutoux

SID THE SLUG THUG is published on Amazon Kindle Books.  You can download an application from Amazon Kindle free.

Sid the Slug Thug in Typical Pose by G. Foutoux
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PUBLISHED TODAY - THE PRINCE AND THE KUPPIES by G. Foutoux

THE PRINCE AND THE KUPPIES is about an eccentric Russian Prince who crosses his Dalmatian dog Lenin with his Siamese cat, Ming.  He gets Kuppies.  Published today on AMAZON KINDLE BOOKS


IN FULL COLOUR.  Suitable for children and adults.

Lenin by G. Foutoux
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THE PRINCE AND THE KUPPIES BY G. FOUTOUX

THE PRINCE AND THE KUPPIES will be published in the next few days.  Now a world-wide success,
the Kuppies have reached every continent.  A colour illustration on each Amazon Kindle page makes it an excellent tool for learning English.

PRINCE VOLONSKI, MING AND A KUPPIE SIT BEFORE THE GREAT HALL FIRE
FROM "THE PRINCE AND THE KUPPIES" by G. Foutoux
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THE PRINCE AND THE WINTER PEARS by FOUTOUX

Prince Volonski's Castle by Foutoux
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Pietro Volonski was a Russian Prince who had fled Russia just before the Revolution.  He had bought a chateau in N. in France and now his son cultivated a rose garden which was famous throughout the region.  Prince Volonski, now 70 years old himself,  was particularly proud of  his Crimson Niege, a hybrid rose which bloomed throughout the winter.  When the hortentias had brown heads and the copper beeches held tight to their curled leaves from October,  the Crimson Niege bloomed under the grey skies of N. in the rain and the frost.

One morning early in March the Prince woke, stretched, walked to the window and saw the landscape covered in six inches of snow.  A stone fish in the middle of the fountain spouted water which had frozen in mid air, icicles hung from the chateau, and the birds shivered.

The Prince dressed hurriedly and planting his boots in the fine snow he reached his rose garden where all the other bushes, cut-back and jagged, had not so much as a leaf.  But his Crimson Niege was in full bloom, and the rich velvet petals were covered in white power.  The Prince brushed the dusty snow off each rose blowing the last flakes off the buds.  He worked slowly smelling each bloom and marveled at his invention.

He returned home, kicked off his boots, shook the snow off his face, now as crimson as the roses and sat by the fire.  He considered that with this first success there was no reason why he shouldn't bring some more colour to the winter landscape.

The following Spring he planted a pear tree which, if all went well, the Prince calculated, would bear its fruit in January.  Sure enough, under the grey skies golden pears hung from every branch.  By February the snow had fallen and the green leaves were coated with snow - each pear had its own bonnet and the hungry birds pecked at the fruit.

The Prince went out to admire his new work, reached up, brushed the snow off a ripe pear and bit into it.  The juice ran down his chin and he threw the core over his shoulder.

The following year he had cultivated lilac trees which bloomed from Christmas to Easter - lilac of every shade from white to deep purple and when he looked out of his window in mid-winter he saw the crimson roses, the golden pears and the lilac trees.

Gradually, his winter landscape was as rich in colour as any summer's day and then he realised with dismay that when May came he had lost his delight in the Spring.

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Kuppies Go Walkies and Find the Croakuses by Foutoux

Here is today's illustration.  Don't forget to read the first blog "The Prince and the Kuppies" and today's blog "Kuppies Go Walkies".   The Kuppies are now a world-wide sensation.


Kuppies Go Walkies and Find the Croakuses by Foutoux
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Illustration. A KuppieTakes its First Step by Foutoux

Don't forget to read "The Prince and the Kuppies" now a world-wide sensation.

A Kuppie Takes Its First Step by Foutoux
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The Princess and the Peacock Hat by Foutoux

Here is today's illustration.  Don't forget to read the Fairy Story on my blog "The Princess and the Peacock published later today.

The Princess and the Peacock Hat by Foutoux
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THE UGLY KING



The Ugly King  wearing wig by Foutoux
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 There once lived a King who was remarkably ugly.  His body was as twisted as a corkscrew, his belly fat.  He had no chin and a nose as fat as a tomato, eyes as small as currents and, to crown it all, he was as bald as an ostrich egg.  When he smiled he showed a mouth of broken teeth and consequently he was not very popular with women.  Even the local peasant girl could not be persuaded to marry the King and he, with the exception of a few servants,  had lived alone all his life.  But inside this deformed body beat a passionate heart, an intelligent mind and he occupied himself with afFairs of state in a dignified and  just manner.  When he sat on the throne many of the courtiers had dificulty in not laughing at the ridiculous stature of their monarch.

Apart from affairs of state the King's great passion was his garden and in particular his garden of irises which grew behind an ancient brick wall.  It was late Spring now,the irises were in bloom and the King could be seen bent over a purple iris with a small brush which he used to remove pollen.  He then limped to another flower and fertilised a yellow iris.  Great was his satisfaction.  What colour would this new hibred be?  His garden was filled with flowers of every conceivable colour, striped, spotted, lilac, purple, and crimson irses.  The King's work did not stop the work of the bees who pushed the pollen onto their bent legs and flew higgeldy piggeldy amongst the petals, landing sometimes for a second and then suddenly, as if changing their minds, flew onto another flower, paused and pollinated.  The King and the bees worked together and during this time the King quite forgot the absence of a Queen or a son or a daughter.  His garden was his palette and he worked ceaselessly without a pause during the long late Spring days.

One day it was announced that Princess G. from a local principality would be visiting.  The King, in front of his mirror, polished his bald pate, smiled his broken smile and went to meet  t he Princess in the State Room.  Seated on his throne, the doors of state opened and a woman with the statue of a child appeared.  On her face, still that of a child,  was a nose as disformed as any nose could be but her face was lit by two intelligent brown eyes.  The Ugly Princess walked towards her twisted monarch and made a low courtsey.

It took a very short walk in the King's garden, down the path which divided the irises, for the ugly couple to realise that they were made for each other.

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