MOUSE OF COMMONS. MOUSE OF LORDS.

PART 1 OF GLADSTONE MCWHISKERS AND THE SANDCASTLE OF DOOM!!!

GLADSTONE MCWHISKERS AND THE SANDCASTLE OF DOOM - PART 1

This is an exclusive 12 part Gladstone McWhiskers story that I wrote recently, whilst on holiday in Guernsey. It was specifically written for my niece, hence it might seem a little more "junior" than the other Mouse stories and also explains the short length of each chapter. However, that said, I thought it would make a good inclusion for the website.

It was a sunny day and Gladstone McWhiskers; the Mouse of Commons and Lords was on holiday. It was very nearly autumn now - but the weather was warm and the sky was extremely blue. In fact it was warmer than it had been during August.

"Ollie!!" called Gladstone, casting a worried eye across the sandy beach before him. "Ollie? Where are you?"

Ollie was Gladstone's best friend and also his assistant - but he wasn't a mouse; he was a wood louse which is a rather scaly, but pretty interesting looking insect with quite a number of small scurrying legs. The last time that Glad had seen Ollie, he was wearing his bathing costume and a rather tight looking rubber ring around his waist. He had also been carrying a rather brightly coloured yellow plastic duck, which he'd nick-named George. George had been almost as large as Oliver himself.

Right about now, however, there was no sign of Ollie, at all.

"OLIVER!!!" called Gladstone - but the beach was empty.

The afternoon was drawing in and a lot of the holiday makers, who had been there earlier, had now left.

A plane flew over head and Gladstone watched it passing, for a minute - but then all of a sudden the mouse heard a noise.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOS!! BOOOOOOOOOOOOS!!"

There before him, coming over a sand bank was a giant glob of what appeared to be a mountain of undulating ice cream.

"It's some sort of sea monster - dairy dessert mutant mixture!!" he mused - not quite certain how to put what he saw into words.

All the same - there was very little time to decide what to do - the blobby mound was getting close and closer - and it was coming right towards Gladstone!!

TO BE CONTINUED.

What will happen next time on the beach? Find out tomorrow - same time - same place!!

This instalment was originally written in Guernsey on Monday the 8th of October 2007. Thanks to Gareth Bellis for the use of the photograph. Story - Copyright Paul Chandler, 2007. Photograph - Copyright Gareth Bellis, 2007.

Labels: Gladstone McWhiskers, Mouse of Commons, Oliver Louse

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