The Fox and the Ghost King. Michael Morpurgo

      

      

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      First published in hardback in Great Britain by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2016

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      Text copyright © Michael Morpurgo 2016

      Illustrations copyright © Michael Foreman 2016

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      Source ISBN: 9780008215774

      Ebook Edition © 2016 ISBN: 9780008215781

      Version: 2016-10-14

       For Jonathan, charioteer supreme, and his family.

       Remembering our journey from Kettering to Exeter.

       Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

Copyright

       Dedication

Prologue

1. Over the Moon

       2. Weird or What?

       3. Rotten Onions and High-fives - global

       4. The Promise of a King

       5. Digging and Dreaming

       6. Is This a Pizza I See Before Me?

       7. All’s Well That Ends Well

       A Note on Leicester City F.C.

       A Note on Richard III

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      On moonlit nights we still often get together. We usually meet on the football pitch, after a match, because it’s quiet, no one about. That’s how foxes and ghosts like it. It’s only when all of us are together again that I can really believe it happened, that we really did make not just one but two impossible dreams come true.

      I have to pinch myself – sometimes even then – to believe it happened. But I was there. I saw it all with my own eyes, heard it with my own ears, smelt it with my own nose.

      Honest. Cub’s honour. Dib, dib, dib!

      

      Imagine a family of foxes – Mum, Dad and the four of us little cubs – living in our den under a garden shed in Leicester. That’s us. I am the oldest, and I am the boss cub too, the friskiest, the peskiest, the pushiest. Dad likes that because it reminds him of himself, he says. And that’s why, if I pester him enough, he takes me out with him, now that I’m a little older, when he goes on his hunting expeditions at night. Mum never does, because she says she hunts better without me there to worry about. And it’s true; she always brings back a fat rabbit or a rat or a mole or a vole every time she goes out. Mum’s milk is so good and tasty and there’s always enough for all of us. But she does snap at me when I push my sisters off to get the best place to feed.

      Dad never snaps at me. He’s a good hunter too, but he prefers dustbins, he says, because they don’t run away, and they’re full of tasty surprises. He hunts pizza crusts, and chips – my favourite, because I love tomato sauce – and chewy Chinese spare ribs, bits of burgers and buns – all great stuff. He’s the best dustbin hunter in the world, my dad, and he’s the top fox around, top dad too.

      He’s not afraid of anyone, or anything, not ghosts, not kings, not even ghost