Its a frosty Christmas morning and Harry cant wait to pick up his chums Norman the Newt and Malcolm the Mole and take them round for a slap up lunch at his mums Excited they arrive at Mrs Woodmouses house licking their lips at the sight of the delicious Christmas pudding thats cooling on the window ledge But oh no The puddings been pinched by a rat called Pogue and his gang of rogues So off they set in hot pursuit following the rats trail of crum...