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Hamish, the lighthouse cat, is stuck up a tree far away from his cosy lighthouse home. And Mr Grinling and his great-nephew, George, are stuck in the lighthouse on Christmas Eve! Find out if they all get home safely in these two delightful Lighthouse Keeper stories, now in one handy B-format bind-up.
A new addition this modern classic series! Someone is dumping rubbish into the sea! Mr Grinling's nephew George thinks it could be pirates ... or could the culprit be someone closer to home? A charming new story in this beloved series, with an important conservation message.
Once there was a lighthouse keeper called Mr. Grinling. At night time he lived in a small white cottage perched high on the cliffs, and in the daytime he rowed out to his lighthouse to clean and polish the light... When Hamish, the lighthouse keeper's cat, hears that Mr and Mrs Grinling are going to put him on a diet, he decides to find somewhere else to live. Soon, though, Hamish realises that there's no place like home. The first Lighthouse Keeper story, THE LIGHTHOUSE KEEPER'S LUNCH, published over thirty years ago. It is now a modern picture book classic, and his adventures have been loved by children ever since.
Once there was a lighthouse keeper called Mr Grinling... Mr Grinling LOVES his food, but - oh no! - he's not the only one who likes a snack and the local seagulls have started stealing Mrs Grinling's tasty treats...! Can Mr and Mrs Grinling come up with a cunning plan to keep those pesky seagulls away?
Once there was a lighthouse keeper called Mr. Grinling. At night time he lived in a small white cottage perched high on the cliffs, and in the daytime he rowed out to his lighthouse to clean and polish the light. When Mr Grinling locks himself out of the lighthouse, he tries everything to get back inside! Available for the first time as an e-book.
It's Christmas Eve. A storm is raging and Mr Grinling and his great-nephew, George, are stranded at the lighthouse. Imagine - a Christmas with no Mrs Grinling, no food and no presents! After all, how is Father Christmas going to find them? A final story about the much-loved Grinlings, whose mishaps and adventures have been delighting children for over twenty-five years.
On a rocky island outpost off the coast of Maine, a young girl once kept the lighthouse lamps burning for days while her father was held on the mainland by a violent storm. This heroic incident forms the basis of Arielle North Olson’s dramatic story about young Miranda and her family. They have recently moved to the lighthouse—and the reader becomes acclimated along with Miranda to the harsh and demanding way of life she finds there. Illustrated in sweeping watercolors of blue and gray by Elaine Wentworth, The Lighthouse Keeper’s Daughter will stir the hearts of readers as they watch Miranda struggle triumphantly against storm and rock and sea.
Mr Grinling likes to look for mermaids on his days off. but the golden- haired creature he spots on a rock isn't quite what he expected.
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A beautiful memoir from John Cook, one of Tasmania's last kerosene lighthouse keepers. A story about madness and wilderness, shining a light onto the vicissitudes of love and nature. In Tasmania, John Cook is known as: 'The Keeper of the Flame'. John's renowned as one of the last of the "kerosene keepers": he spent a good part of his 26-year career in Tasmanian lighthouses tending kerosene, not electrical, lamps. He joined the lighthouse service in 1969, after a spell in the merchant marine. Far from reviling work on isolated islands such as Tasman and Maatsuyker, Australia's southernmost lighthouse, he discovered that he loved the solitude and delighted in the sense of purpose that light keeping gave him. He did two stints on Tasman, in 1969-71 and 1977, and was the head keeper on Maatsuyker for eight years. Tasman's kerosene light was a pressure lamp fuelled by two big bottles that had to be pumped up to 75 pounds per square inch (about 516 kilopascals): "It was the equivalent of pumping up a tyre every 20 minutes," John says. "Then you had to wind up the weights - they went down the tower and turned the prism around like a big clockwork. If the weights went all the way to the bottom, the light would stop. "The main thing was that 365 nights of the year you sat in that tower, 100 feet up, and you had to stay awake," John says of Tasman. "If you fell asleep the light would stop and then you were in trouble." Keepers took watches around the clock, in a system similar to that on a ship. Day watches weren't a chance to slack off: standing orders required the watchkeeper to look seawards at least every half-hour and to log sightings of any vessels, and their course, in the area. "But the main thing was there was always maintenance to do," John says. "Because Mother Nature was your boss. She'd blow gutters off, that sort of thing - she was always stickin' her bib in, and you were repairin' it." Tasman keepers also ran a herd of up to 500 sheep. They didn't have a freezer, so they'd kill and dress a sheep every fortnight. John supplemented his bulk stores, delivered every three months by the lighthouse supply vessel, with extras brought on the bi-monthly mail boat, and by keeping chooks, ducks and turkeys. "I never ran out of things to do," he says. "In my free time I used to do correspondence courses - I did navigation, diesel mechanics, business management and accounting." In 1977, keepers left the Tasman quarters forever. "I've got such strong memories of those places with people in them, and kids' voices rattlin' around," John says. "It breaks my heart to think about those places sittin' out there empty with no lights on."