Lolly Molly and the Lollipop Tree

By Nana Pam

My name is Nana Pam, and I write books for children.

The stories came about because my two grandchildren wanted stories they had not heard before, so we invented this little village of fairies called Celrin. The name Celrin came about by using half of Celine's name and half of Catrin'si.e., Celrin.

I do hope you will come and visit us there to meet their little fairy friends.

I have written lots of lovely stories but not just about Celrin. I do hope one day you will get to read them.

Love to all friends of fairies.

Nana Pam

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris UK
• Release date: Apr 20, 2016
• ISBN: 9781514498439

Nana Pam

I was born in a little village called Prestolee. At the age of three, I made such a fuss of wanting to go to school with my older sister that they actually let me go. My parents were both cotton workers in the local cotton mill called Irwell Bank due to it being in the vicinity of the River Irwell. The village has a church called Holy Trinity, where I would go each Sunday along with Sunday school. We did go at various times to church from the school too. My school was called the do-as-you-like school because our headmaster was a man with a vision to teach children by giving them some fun in their lives. I have had numerous jobs in my life, from being in a typing pool to working as secretary to the chief aircraft engineer and his deputy in Llanbedr Aerodrome then to the pottery in Penrhynduedraeth until that closed. My next job was working in a bakery. The Tudors were a lovely family, and I enjoyed working for them until I had to retire because I got the dratted ME. I was bedridden for a while and could hardly walk six steps each day and, with help, until I walked a little further. Now on good days I can walk miles, but I don’t, or I would be back in bed, so I pace myself and get on quite well. I did a course at Bangor University for poetry and writing, although I did not get a certificate. I have my certificate for Reiki 1 and various ones through doing live-in care for the elderly and the sick. I have quite a few pastimes. I write poetry and books and make double-sided flower baskets—you turn the basket around, and you have another display without having to buy another basket. I make cards, paint in oils and acrylics, and do fabric painting. I also do spirit paintings and paint in coffee, and I read.

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Lolly Molly

And

The Lollypop Tree

Nana Pam

Copyright © 2016 by Nana Pam. 739258

ISBN:   Softcover   978-1-5144-9842-2

   EBook      978-1-5144-9843-9

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Rev. date: 05/03/2016

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Contents

The Tale Of Lolly Molly The Lollipop Fairy

Book 2 Lolly Molly’s House And Other Stories

Book 3 The Tale Of Poppy Petal And Larry Lawnkeep’s Son And Daughters

Book 4 The Tale Of The Village Of Celrin

Book 5 Fairies Celine And Catrin

Dedicated to Celine, Catrin, Paul,

Nikki, and my best friend Geoffrey

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The Tale Of Lolly Molly The Lollipop Fairy

Lolly Molly was the fairy in charge of the lollipop tree in the fairy garden.

One day, as Lolly Molly sat on her red toadstool with white spots, eating her favourite food, which of course was lollies, along came her friend Millie Pillie, who at the present time was a caterpillar. She was a beautiful green and gold colour. Millie Pillie stopped to say hello to Lolly Molly.

Lolly Molly said to her, ‘Would you like a lolly?’

But Millie Pillie said, ‘Oh! No, thank you. I prefer leaves because they are green and taste ever so nice. Also, when I have eaten enough, I will change into a beautiful, bright orange butterfly.’ Then off she went.

Suddenly, with a loud cry, Willow Warbler landed with a bump, bang, and ‘Ouch!’ He said, ‘Good day, Lolly Molly. How are you keeping?’

‘Fine," said Lolly Molly. ‘Would you like one of my lollies.’

‘No thank you, Lolly Molly. I much prefer worms and insects. Lollies would get all my feathers sticky, and then I could not fly.’ Then off he went too.

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Lolly Molly jumped off her toadstool. As she was walking down the garden, who should she see but Flitter Flutter, a fairy that looked after the butterflies. ‘Hello, Flitter Flutter. You seem to