When little Snugs looked out he saw that the roofs of the cottages, that nestled close to the lighthouse, were now completely white. At ground level, sleet was blowing over the garden, and along the paths. It wouldn’t be long before The Isle of Wight would be snow white – he was sure about that!

So Big Bear dined with the Princess,"Did you see him? You'd never have guessed!"His party hat was like her crown,and they talked until the sun went down.From the winter poem, The Fairytale Princess

He extended a giant weathered hand, and hugged Snugs with an iron grip that almost swallowed the little bear up.

Can we go to Alum Bay, please?" Snugs asked the moose, his little nose twitching with excitement, and his voice a little faster than usual because he couldn't wait

Oh my boy, you are so huggable and snuggable, is that why they callyou Snugs Bear?”“I’ve simply always been Snugs,” Snugs said, with an unusual, mysterious air, for it was nearly time to go to bed.

Sir, I’ve known him ever since he was born! We’ve played snowball, and built snow-houses together, which are called igloos, and once, when one of Santa’s reindeer was sick on Christmas Eve, Snow Bear stepped in to help with the presents, and load them on the sleigh - he’s very kind, and clever, and strong, you know.

The song was a sea-shanty, and Snugs loved that kind of song. The music had an accordion, and the tune reminded him of the ship, and the songs Captain LightOwler played, when he was off duty, about pirates and the baddies on the sea.

I'm looking for a lighthouse," said Snugs, full of hope, "filled with sand in lots of different colours!""Are they expensive?" the two moose chimed together.

It was high tide, and the sound of the wavescoming in sounded like the breath of an enormous dinosaur.Round the lighthouse, on the opposite side to Snugs’ room, Mr andMrs Merryweather put down the blinds, and blew out the candle. Theywere very tired, and tomorrow was Christmas Eve on The Isle of Wight.