Bears Don't Eat Egg Sandwiches by Julie Fulton

Bears Don't Eat Egg Sandwiches by Julie Fulton
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Jack has a rather grizzly visitor arrive for lunch but it doesn't want to eat any of Jack's egg sandwiches.

So what do bears eat for lunch?

Absolutely loved this book, the illustrations are great and it is really funny. It was just before lunch when I read this to my class, which was the perfect time to read it to them.

This was a really fun story about a boy who is having egg sandwiches for lunch, suddenly there is a knock on his door and a bear has come to visit. He tries to get the bear to eat a sandwich, however he insists that bears don't eat egg sandwiches.

When I had finished the story the children were rolling around the carpet laughing, when I asked them what they liked the most, they said at the end when the bear had realised what he had done.

If you want a fun, picture book to share with children and one that they will be able to read independently this is the book for you. There is lots of repetition in the story, which makes this suitable for the young reader.

I would like to thank the publisher for sending this in exchange for an honest review.

It started with a tweet by Anna Bell guest post

It started with a tweet.

Daisy Hobson lives her whole life online. A marketing manager by day, she tweets her friends, instagrams every meal and arranges (frankly, appalling) dates on Tinder. But when her social media obsession causes her to make a catastrophic mistake at work, Daisy finds her life going into free-fall . . .

Her sister Rosie thinks she has the answer to all of Daisy's problems - a digital detox in a remote cottage in Cumbria, that she just happens to need help doing up. Soon, too, Daisy finds herself with two welcome distractions: sexy French exchange-help Alexis, and Jack, the brusque and rugged man-next-door, who keeps accidentally rescuing her.

But can Daisy, a London girl, ever really settle into life in a tiny, isolated village? And, more importantly, can she survive without her phone?

Guest post:

The Book on a Shelf Moment



I got my first taste of releasing a book baby into the world when I self-published my first novel, Millie and the American Wedding. I became slightly obsessed with checking it’s chart rankings and how many copies I’d shifted in a day. It was great seeing it on the screen and on my Kindle but there always something missing. I longed to hold my book baby in my hands, to see it on a shelf of a bookshop so I could visit it and stroke it and smell it and all the other things I imagined people did when visiting their own books.

Luckily for me, my third self-published novel, Don’t Tell the Groom, was picked up by a traditional publisher and they wanted to release it in paperback. I was absolutely over the moon. Nothing could have prepared me for the feeling of holding my very own paperback in my hands. It looked great, it felt great and it smelt great. Only the timing for me couldn’t have been worse. I had a baby four weeks beforehand and I live in rural France, which meant that I was in a sleep deprived/constant feeding haze and I was unable to travel with the baby as he had no passport. So I totally missed out on that book on a shelf moment. It was still really exciting, but at first I had to make do with living vicariously through friends and family. I remember my mum going into her local Asda and buying four copies and her proudly telling the man on the till that it was her daughter’s book. My sister bought a copy of Closer magazine and sent me photos of the reviews of my book.

I then had to wait for another two months until I physically saw my book in the wild and then I found it really weird. I shuffled nervously past my book in a supermarket, not wanting to stand next to it. I was too embarrassed to be caught next to it in case people realised that it was my book and thought I was a total weirdo for lingering next to it.

I was pretty much like that with the next couple of books too and it wasn’t until I got to my fourth book The Bucket List to Mend a Broken Heart that something seemed to snap in me and I got super proud of seeing my book in shops. I started to buy a copy every time I saw it and I’d often say to the cashier - that’s my book - and instead of it being really cringy they were always really excited for me. I suddenly realised how special it was and how lucky I was to see my dreams realised.

My books have now been translated into nine languages and that’s another surreal thing - seeing a book with your name and looking at words you can’t read but knowing that they must be yours. I’m yet to see one of my foreign editions in a shop, but my husband was excited to see the german version of The Bucket List in a department store in Berlin.

As the publication day for my new novel It Started With a Tweet approaches, I’ve got the inevitable pre-publication nerves, but I know they’ll start to fade as soon as I see the physical copy on the shelves. And this time, I’ll be the one standing proudly next to her book baby snapping selfies with it and stroking it. Gone is my awkward embarrassment; I wrote the book and I’m bloomin’ proud about it and I want as many people to know as possible

Thanks so much Anna Bell for stopping by today to share this on The Book Corner, I cannot wait to get started on my copy of the book. It will be perfect reading over Christmas!