One cold and windy autumn evening many years ago, a newspaper parcel was found on the doorstep of the Home for Moomin Foundlings. Inside the parcel lay poor shivering little Moominpappa (as he later became) . . . .
When spring came, Moominpappa decided to run away from the orphanage to see the world. So off he went, straight into the night, all alone and a little afraid. He met some very interesting people and one very special person – Moominmamma.
- Publication Date:
- 02 / 04 / 2012
- 129 x 198mm