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In August 2016 I published my first book, called "The Adventures of Mr Rusty Futteridge in Bournemouth". The book came about as I disliked doing social media marketing for The Rosscourt, I found it boring. My marketing lady at the time, suggested writing the blogs as a third person or a character. One night Mr Rusty , my rabbit, took over the Facebook page for The Rosscourt and wrote about his adventures. As I went on I thought these could become a children's story book. I contacted my friend Debra, in Kent, whom I have known for 50 years!! She is a brilliant artist but has never put her talent into business. We worked together over a year to produce the pictures, which she did in water colour. My other friend then helped me to produce the book to print ready and finally in August, a local printer, printed 250 copies. They are selling in The Rosscourt.
I am giving £1 of each sale (£5.99) to The Wisdom Hospice in Rochester Kent, where in 1998, Debra's dad spent his last few days and my Dad in 2007. The charity is obviously close to our hearts. They have taken books to sell on their stalls at various functions .
If you would like a copy (age range 5-8 years old) please email me on email@example.com , you can pay via PayPal £1.20 for postage.
Here is one of his stories:-
What a Treat!
I must tell you about the other morning
Debbie was putting the washing machine on, in the conservatory, where Lucy and I live, but Debbie had forgotten that my biscuit bag was on top and it was open
The washing machine vibrated so much, the biscuits fell all over the floor and I had a self service breakfast yum yum.
Debbie came out into the conservatory, she was not happy about the mess but she could not be cross with me , as I was laying on my side, my soft, warm tummy on show , waiting for a cuddle and guess what? I got one because I am so cute and Debbie could not resist me.
I decided to get some exercise, as my tummy was so full. I hopped down to Boscombe Chine Gardens, I watched the little train come through the gardens from the town centre, all the boys and girls on the train , waved at me. I also watched people play mini golf and basketball which was fun.
Soon I was very tired so I hopped home and lay under the chair, my nose on my paws and fell asleep dreaming of my morning, surrounded by biscuits!