"That's quite a story!" said her mother. "It's not a story, it's true," said Josie.
Albert was a mouse. He'd always been a mouse and probably always would be a mouse for as long as he lived. He was also Dartmouth's greatest explorer and its most 'fa-mouse' resident.
Albert's adventures with 'Big Tony' will delight children.
Albert was a mouse. He had always been a mouse and probably always would be a mouse for as long as he lived. His father had been a mouse too, and so was his grandfather. In fact, as far as Albert knew, his family had been mice for as long as anyone could possibly remember.
The other thing that Albert knew was that he and his family had always lived at No. 10 Higher Street in Dartmouth, a lovely white three-storey house next to the bookshop. Albert had never even ventured past the garden gate, but he often sat up in his bedroom window and looked across the rooftops.
"One day I'm going to see the world!" said Albert.
A delightful children's story about Dartmouth's greatest ever explorer and his friend 'Big Tony'.
"A lovely little story that charmed and amused in equal measure!"
"Pure delight. We all fell in love with Albert."
"Has anyone seen Mickey Mustard?"
To celebrate the Dartmouth Community Bookshop being the first stockist of James Hywel books in the world, James has published a second book about Albert (Dartmouth's greatest explorer).
The police are looking for a notorious smuggler called Mickey Mustard. The problem is they don’t seem to have a clue where he is, but Albert's friend Big Tony does.
Very soon he and Albert have their eyes set on capturing the smuggler and collecting the reward.
This second book about Dartmouth's most fa-mouse resident is sure to delight children yet again.
"Albert held onto the straps of his backpack and launched himself off the window ledge."
The arrival of a hot-air balloon over the town of Dartmouth gets everyone excited, especially Albert. So he quickly rushes off to see Mrs Saunders at the bookshop to find out all he can about flying machines even though Big Tony says that in his opinion "if you didn’t come into this world from an egg, then you have no right to be in the air. "
Soon Albert has a Top Secret plan, that even Big Tony doesn’t know about until it all goes wrong.
Albert takes to the sky is another adorable children's story about Dartmouth's most fa-mouse explorer.
Albert, who was still looking out of the window, noticed that the hedges seemed to be moving faster and faster past the window.
“That’s odd,” said the little mouse.
“What is?” asked his Grandma.
“Well, we seem to have speeded up a bit,” replied Albert.
“The driver is probably late for his lunch,” chuckled Big Tony. “Although I am sure I can smell a bacon sandwich in the air.”
Albert sniffed the air.
“I can smell bacon too,” he said.
The little mouse looked out of the window again.
“No, something is most definitely wrong,” said Albert, and with that, he jumped off his seat.
“Big Tony, come with me. I think we need to investigate this,” he said.
There was quite a bit of excitement in No. 10 Higher Street this morning. In fact, there hadn’t been this much excitement since Albert and Big Tony had helped the police catch the notorious smuggler called Mickey Mustard.
So what was the cause of all this excitement you may ask? Well, I’ll tell you. It was because Albert’s Grandma Bramble was coming to stay for Christmas and she was due to arrive this very day. Grandma Bramble lives all the way up in the Highlands of Scotland and the last time she had visited Dartmouth was when Albert was born.
Albert stood on the kitchen chair and looked at the calendar that was attached to the fridge door.
“Oh wow, a week today the Port of Dartmouth Royal Regatta starts!” said Albert, punching the air with his fist and sounding very excited.
“What are you so excited about?” asked his sister Dorothy as she ate her cereals. “You don’t even have a boat.”
“Albert has a very important job this year, don’t you Albert?” said his mother as she washed the dishes.
“I certainly do. I have been asked to officially start one of the races if you must know,” said Albert, feeling very proud.
“Anyone can say ready, steady, go,” sighed Dorothy, not sounding very impressed.
“It’s more than saying ready, steady, go, Dorothy,” replied Albert.
“Anyway, why have they asked you? You know nothing about boats,” said Dorothy.
It is the summer and the biggest event on the Dartmouth calendar is the Port of Dartmouth Royal Regatta and no one is more excited about this than little Albert.
Albert sat on his windowsill, looking out onto the comings and goings of Higher Street. The little mouse sighed and looked very sad indeed.
Even when children stood outside his gate and waved at him, it didn’t cheer him up.
Yes, poor little Albert was very sad, and it was all because his mother had said he could only keep his boat if he took swimming lessons.
He had hoped that she would change her mind but as the days passed Albert realised this was never going to happen.
“What am I going to do?” he sighed.
Albert didn't really want to learn to swim, but he knew there was no alternative. But who was going to give him swimming lessons?
Thank you very much for the book, it was such an amazing surprise for me to be a part of the story, thank you.
I’ve already finished reading it, I couldn’t put it down 😊 Well done Albert and Big Tony on learning how to swim.
This book is fabulous, I give it 1000⭐️ .
Thanks again for including me in your book and for such a great story. I look forwards to telling all my friends about this book.
Love Daisy 🏊 🐭 🐦
The little mouse pushed open the door of the Dartmouth Community Bookshop.
“Hello, I’ve brought your book back and wonder if I can borrow one about Father Christmas and an atlas if you have one,” said Albert.
“Let me see. I have an atlas but I’m not sure if we have a book on Father Christmas,” said Mrs Saunders, placing the woodworking book back on the shelf. “What is it you want to know about him?”
“I was talking to Big Tony and he said Father Christmas lives in Lapland near the North Pole,” said Albert.
“Big Tony is absolutely right, Father Christmas does live in Lapland,” replied Mrs Saunders.
“Do you know if I can get the train there from Kingswear?” asked Albert.
Mrs Saunders laughed.
“Albert, Lapland is thousands of miles away in another country altogether. Much too far for you to go to I’m afraid to say.”
“Oh,” said Albert looking disappointed.
“First of all you need some very warm clothes,” added Mrs Saunders, seeing how sad the little mouse looked.
“I have a jumper and a warm scarf,” said Albert looking a bit happier.
“I think you’d need more than that. Even Father Christmas has to wear a big fur coat and boots,” said Mrs Saunders. "Anyway, why do you want to go there?”
“I heard he has a huge workshop and I’d like to see it,” said Albert.
“Yes he does, and that’s where all the toys are made for the children all around the world,” said Mrs Saunders.
Just then, Albert heard his mother calling him.
“Oh, I’d better go. Thank you for the atlas, and all the information on Father Christmas,” said Albert and he rushed out of the door and back to his house.
Albert finds out that sometimes, dreams really do come true!
"The other thing that Albert knew was that he and his family had always lived at No. 10 Higher Street in Dartmouth, a lovely white three-storey house next to the bookshop."
From - The Mouse who wanted to see the world
(if you look very hard, you may see Albert standing in his window planning his next adventure.)
Like any great explorer, Albert has a metal travelling trunk. This contains all the essential items that a mouse would need as he explores the world outside the garden gate.
On a visit to Dartmouth on the 28th of April 2022, I came round a corner and stumbled upon No.10 Higher Street. I was instantly struck by it. This three-storey had a presence as if someone of great importance lived here.
My mind started to imagine who it might be and what their occupation was. A lawyer, a doctor, a judge, a Naval Officer or possibly the Mayor?
From the street, I gazed at the windows and then at the low stone wall. I wondered how children must have felt, living in this house, looking out from the windows, imagining that the house was a fort or castle. Maybe they imagined fighting off marauding hordes, preventing them from breaching the low stone wall that enclosed the garden?
The memory of that house stayed with me, because days later while staying at Malling Abbey in Kent, the house became the setting for The Mouse who wanted to see the world. I exchanged the children for Albert, a mouse who had never been beyond the garden gate. The only world he knew was within the confines of that white stone wall.
Inspiration is all around us. We just have to step back into our child’s mind, observe, dream, imagine, and hey presto!
..... remember to look up at the upstairs windows. If you're lucky and very quiet, you might just see Albert.
If you do, then please give him a wave.
Visit key places in Dartmouth, including where Albert lives, the Bookshop and the Cherub Inn where Mickey Mustard was captured.
Several shops in Dartmouth are mentioned in the Albert books. If you see this sticker in a shop window step inside and ask if Albert has been in today.
Albert and Big Tony enjoy several products in Dartmouth and soon you will too.
Albert especially likes a milkshake and as you know Big Tony is very fond of Fish & Chips.
This sticker in the window means that this shop sells an item that Albert (or Big Tony) often comes in for.
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