In this Storytime video, Lois Letchford reads Chapter 10 of Anne Fine’s children’s book The Killer Cat’s Christmas. The narrator adopts the cat’s voice (Tuffy) and recounts the chaotic Christmas‑morning scene in Ellie’s bedroom. The cat anticipates stockings, chocolate coins, and sausages, but is abruptly scooped up by a “huge hand” (Santa) and left on a landing. He watches the children’s excited unwrapping of gifts, bounces chocolate coins off the bed, and reflects on the hole in the floor made by a handyman. The cat’s attempts to secure a sausage lead him to jump onto Lancelot’s lap, causing a minor mishap. The reading is interspersed with whimsical commentary and ends with a typical YouTube call‑to‑action to like and subscribe.
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Welcome to Storytime with Lois Letchford. This week we're reading The Killer Cat's Christmas by Anne Fine. Chocolate, coins, and sausages! That night in Ellie's bedroom, the 3 ninnies couldn't stop whispering excitedly. Yippee! Christmas Day tomorrow! We'll wake to find our stockings on our beds, and we'll have sausages for breakfast, Then we'll unwrap the presents under the tree, eat a lovely big lunch and super-duper Christmas pudding. Then everyone will come in the front room to watch our show. It'll be magic! I settled down on Ellie's bed. She put her arms around me. Oh, Tuffy, I love you so! She's not so bad. I gave her a brief purr. I was quite looking forward to the stocking myself, but no such luck. Right in the middle of the night, a huge hand scooped me up and dumped me out on the landing. I think these stockings will be safer away from you. Well, thank you, Santa. All the other doors were closed, so I settled on a nice warm towel I pulled down from the bathroom rack. It wasn't a bad night, though I was woken ridiculously early by frantic squeals. Look! Santa's left our stockings! Chocolate coins! I've got a little jumping frog! I've got a clockwork mouse! Oh, please! How old are Ellie and the twins? 3? You wouldn't catch me playing with a clockwork mouse unless it was to push it into Aunt Anne's furry slippers and give her a heart attack! But I still reckoned it would be more fun to watch them unpacking their stockings than to hang around the bathroom on my own. So I jumped up on Ellie's bed. She threw her arms around me. Oh, Toffee Crispies is magic, isn't it? You think so, don't you, even though you don't like chocolate coins? Who says I don't like chocolate coins? They're bright and gold and shiny and fun to bat off the bed. Okay, okay. So twist my tail. Some of the ones I batted down went down the giant hole that Mr. I Can Fix It All By Myself made in the floor when he was sorting out that leaking pipe. Is it my fault the hole's so deep she couldn't fish them out again? No. It is his! But not having quite so many chocolate coins as usual meant Ellie got hungrier sooner, so we all went down for breakfast. There didn't seem to be too much Christmas spirit coming my way. Nobody offered me a special breakfast. To get some sausages, I had to creep up and sit beside Lancelot And jump in his lap, knocking his elbow. If you enjoyed this video, please be sure to leave a like and subscribe.
