Dreary clichés are too prolific generally and we dare not hope for fun elders and respecting animals before 1990. Authors seem incapable of writing adventures in characters’ homes, nor sending children on vacation who are glad to go. Deceased parents are a frequent trope. May we please have intact, happy families solving adventures and mysteries where they live?
More aptly entitled “Golly And The Gulls” in 1962, I was amazed and elated to find an animal protection story from Ruth Harnden! She has books with sad themes but I ran into the right one at a garage sale. My three picks each only cost a quarter. I will enjoy sending this to my nephew as a present. I gave four stars, subtracted one because “have got” contractions drive me bonkers. The verb to use plainly is HAVE!
The essence of this story was a rare pleasure come true. No Grandma was mentioned. A boy was visiting his Grandpa on a harbour for the first time in winter. What excited him most were seagulls, whom I love and hardly see too. This edition’s title would make anyone think the protagonist would be “Trapped In The Ice” but the worry was for frozen seagulls! As a matter of fact, the whole town including a deejay, spread the word to help them! That is my kind of story. This was the highest tide in one-hundred years and first time the coast froze solidly in forty years. Food was dropped until it would be warm in a day or two.
The boy needed to try stopping an icebreaker crew heading in their direction in the dark, urgently without obtaining permission. It was lovely to see lifesaving accepted as a timely necessity. I was glad to see the inclusion of a cat in their home.