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PART 8 OF GLADSTONE MCWHISKERS AND THE SANDCASTLE OF DOOM!!!

GLADSTONE MCWHISKERS AND THE SANDCASTLE OF DOOM - PART 8.

Part 8 of an exclusive 12 part Mouse of Commons mini-adventure.

Meanwhile, whilst Ollie was noticing strange things about the baby trifle-fish, Gladstone had come face to face with a rather large sea gull or cormorant who appeared to be dressed as some kind of traffic warden, or the like.

"Hey!!" cried the bird, whose name - according to the badge on his jacket, read: Nate. "HEY!!" he repeated. "You can't park that castle there..." he insisted. "You're going to have to move it somewhere else... We've a party of sea horses coming along in a minute in a clam shell bus and they're going to be parking here...

Gladstone sighed. "I'm really sorry..." he apologised. "But this isn't actually my castle - I only work here..."

"Oh..." the cormorant called Nate looked a little taken aback and unsure of what to say next. "Oh - well, you're going to have to get hold of your boss and tell him to move it then, aren't you!?"

Somehow, Gladstone didn't think that Trifle-fish King would take too well to that, but he was beginning to have an idea. "It's not going to happen..." Gladstone declared boldly. "My boss isn't going to want to move this place - he intends to be here until Christmas..."

Nate didn't look pleased to hear this, at all. "I'll only give you one more chance!" he snapped, waving his bill around furiously so that Gladstone had to duck to ensure that he wasn't nipped by it.

"That's no good..." sighed Gladstone. "It's not going anywhere - so you'll simply have to go and get some sort of big truck and tow us away!! You're going to have to call for reinforcements. There's going to be trouble if you try anything with my boss..." Gladstone teased. "I wouldn't if I were you - you'll be picking for a fight - that's all I'll say..."

Nate frowned, stomped his claw and snapped his beak one final time. "SO BE IT!!" he said and stomped off across the beach.

Gladstone stood and watched him fly off across the sands - and then he smiled...

TO BE CONTINUED ON FRIDAY.

What will happen next? Next time we return to Oliver, to see exactly what curious sight he witnessed...

This instalment was originally written in Guernsey on Tuesday 9th October 2007. Story and photo - Copyright Paul Chandler, 2007.

Labels: Gladstone McWhiskers, Mouse of Commons, Oliver Louse

posted by Paul Chandler @ 12:57 PM