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The English Family Anderson continues from yesterday:
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The English Family Anderson chapter 3 continues from yesterday:
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The English Family Anderson chapter 3 begins:
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The English Family Anderson chapter 2 continues from yesterday:
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Chapter Two of Luke Walker: animal stick up for-er continues from yesterday:
“Ooh quick Emma, over here! It looks like a lake or somethin’!”
Luke rushed ahead laughing and calling her to follow. Cautiously, she did. It was such a lovely hot day that Luke couldn’t resist getting into the clear, cool water.
“Come on, it’s ok, it’s not deep,” he called, “come in with me, it’s fun!”
Emma tentatively dipped her trunk into the water and had a good long drink. Luke grinned.
“Yeah, that’s it! Now come all the way in and play with me.”
He laughed and sloshed about and splashed her so that soon she wanted to join in. She reached out her trunk to him and he put his hand out to her and she trod heavily, slowly, down into the lake. She drew up a big trunk full of water and showered it all over herself, and Luke. She splashed and she played and felt free. And so did Luke. It was just the best afternoon.
When they got out of the water Emma laid down on the warm grass to be dried by the sun, and Luke sat with her, leaning against her chest. Eventually, reluctantly, he looked at his watch. 4.32.
“I have to go now,” he told her sadly, “but I will come back if I can.”
He didn’t know when that might be.
“You do like it here don’t you?”
He knew she must and was satisfied his outlawing had paid off again – she’d be much happier here than in that concrete enclosure. She’d have freedom; she’d have space; he only wished she wouldn’t be on her own.
“There’s prob’ly rabbits here,” he told her, “rabbits make good friends. The thing with rabbits is, you ‘ave to be patient. They might seem a bit stand-offish at first but once they get to know you they’re very friendly.”
He stood up and said goodbye, confident she’d understood.
He slipped back in to the zoo and locked the gate so that everything, well, almost everything, was as he’d found it. He decided it would be a good idea to hang on to the keys – he’d need them next time he visited Emma.
It was 4.57 when he arrived at the coach so he was in good time for Mrs Tebbut’s prompt 5pm departure, but for some reason she was crosser than he’d ever seen her.
“Luke Walker! Do you have any idea what you’ve put us through? You have disrupted the day for the whole class! You are a selfish, thoughtless child and I will be sending a letter home to your parents!”
“For what?” thought Luke.
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When There Were Witches continues from yesterday:
In the subsequent weeks a few more people broke the law, and each time, Brynja cast the spell to punish them. Before long the whole world knew that Brynja was as powerful as her mother and they took care not to break the law.
After six months of no one breaking the law, Brynja missed the euphoria that came with casting a spell.
“Maybe I should cast a different spell,” she wondered aloud.
“Why?” asked Bertha.
“Maybe something needs fixing. Or improving.”
Bertha shook her head. “You know what Mother used to say – you can’t improve on nature.”
“Well,” Brynja felt mischievous, “maybe I can.”
Bertha raised her eyebrows. “Mother couldn’t but you can?”
Brynja grinned. “I’ve found Mother’s spell book.”
“You have?” asked Bertha eagerly. “No, I don’t think you should use it. I don’t think she wanted us to … I mean, she never showed it to us when she was here.”
“You can’t draw any conclusions from that. Maybe she just didn’t get around to it.”
She should have known Bertha wouldn’t be onboard. Bertha liked to play it safe. Bertha had no sense of adventure. What did Bertha know? She wasn’t even a real witch. You couldn’t call yourself a witch if you were too scared to cast a spell. Brynja wasn’t scared. Brynja was powerful. Brynja could definitely improve on nature!
When Bertha went outside to pick the apples, Brynja fetched the spell book, went into her bedroom and locked the door. She sat on the floor behind her bed and began leafing through the book. It was divided into sections. Colour Spells, Garden Spells, Healing Spells, Mood Spells and Discipline Spells. She decided to start at the beginning and successfully turned her fingernails green and her Spider Plant blue. They were only little spells so they didn’t give her quite the exhilaration she was looking for, but it was a nice little buzz. Next she decided to try something more challenging – changing the colour of her eyes.
She collected the necessary ingredients: a pinch of salt, a handful of earth, a single mint leaf and, since she wanted her eyes to be gold like her mother’s, two dandelion blooms. She put them all in the granite mortar and pounded them with the pestle. Then she scooped up the mixture with wet hands and smeared it around her neck.
Brynja laughed. “Yuck. Yuck yuck yuck yuck!” She took care not to drip any of the muddy sludge on the book as she read the spell.
“I pick this colour from this bloom
To be my eyes’ new bright costume.
From birth was green behind my sight
Now make gold while day becomes night.”
She closed her eyes and waited for the buzz, but none came. She went to the mirror and met the same green eyes she always met. In a rage of disappointment she picked up the pestle and threw it across the room, smashing the pink rose vase and spilling its contents onto the floor. Brynja let out a furious squeal and stomped into the bathroom to wash her neck.
That evening at supper, she was less than talkative.
“D’you want some more pie?” asked Bertha.
Brynja shook her head.
“All the more for me!” Bertha grinned as she cut another slice. “The apples are so good this year!”
“Mm.”
“Brynja?”
“What?”
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothing.”
“Something’s put you in a bad mood.”
“Fine. I’m in a bad mood.” Brynja continued to push her half-eaten pie around the plate.
Bertha finished her pie and proceeded to clear the table. “Are you going to eat that?”
Brynja sighed and leaned back in her chair. “No, you can take it.” She looked grumpily at Bertha and pushed the plate towards her.
“Thank you.” Bertha paused to look at her sister.
“What?”
“Your eyes. They’re not green anymore.”
“They’re not?” Brynja was excited. “What colour are they?”
Bertha peered a little closer. “They’re pinkish … with gold around the edges. No, hang on, the gold is spreading.” Brynja tried not to blink. “The gold is nearly covering …. now they’re completely gold! Wow! Your eyes are just like Mother’s! I wonder if mine will change too!” She hurried to the bathroom to look in the mirror.
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Brynja grinned. A new tingling sensation in her toes rose through her body. Through the window she noticed the red and orange sky. The sun had just set. Day was slipping into night and it reminded her of the words of the spell – while day becomes night. That’s why the colour didn’t change right away. It needed the sunset to finish the spell. The spell had worked!
Bertha came back into the room a little disappointed. “My eyes are still blue.”
Brynja smiled. “I can make them gold if you like. Or yellow or purple or any colour you want.”
“You did it? With a spell?”
“Yes,” Brynja was glowing. “Don’t look so shocked. I am a witch after all. You should try it.”
“You’re not supposed to use magic for frivolous things.”
“Then why is there a section in the book for colour spells?” Brynja was determined not to let her sister spoil it.
“I don’t know. Maybe for things that need to be changed like … erm,”
“Changing the colour of your fingernails?” She held up her hands to show her green nails. “Or maybe changing the colour of a plant?”
“You changed a plant?”
“Yeah. My Spider Plant’s blue now. It was easy.”
“How many spells have you done?”
“D’you want to see my Spider Plant?”
Bertha smiled nervously. “Erm, okay.”
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Chapter Two of Luke Walker: animal stick up for-er continues from yesterday:
Back in the hubbub of the zoo, Luke kept a low profile. It felt good to be outlawing again. He saw plenty of zoo workers but there was no way of knowing whether they had keys without asking them. Then he heard a familiar jangle.
“I know what that means,” he thought, triumphant, “that man’s got keys on his belt!”
The man was alone. At a grassy, low-fenced enclosure inhabited by small, furry animals Luke didn’t know the name of, he caught up with him. The man seemed engrossed in what he was doing, or perhaps lost in his own thoughts. Luke could see the keys dangling against his hip and crept up so close behind him he could almost reach them through the wire fence. Just as he was about to touch them a loud voice, crackling from the man’s walkie talkie, startled his hand back. The voice sounded impatient.
“Brinley! Can you hear me? I need you to open the Goods Entrance – the delivery’s just arrived.”
“I heard you! I’m on my way.”
The man, and the keys, hurried out of the enclosure. Luke followed him at a discreet distance. He went past a sign which said ‘STAFF ONLY’ and up to a big gate. No one else was around. The walkie talkie shouted at the man again.
“HURRY UP BRINLEY! It’s that bad tempered lorry driver!”
“I’m coming! I’m coming!” said Brinley.
In his rush he left the keys in the gate after unlocking it and hurried up the track. He would probably only be gone for a moment or two. But that was enough.
Luke ran as fast as he could to get back to the elephant. It was easier to go unnoticed than it had been on the way out because there was some kind of commotion on the other side of the zebra enclosure. He overheard something as he passed through which assured him it was nothing to concern him. The elephant was waiting right where he’d left her.
“I got it! I got the key! Sorry it took so long.”
He unlocked the gate and led her out.
“That’s it, out you come,” he encouraged her, “I don’t know your name so if you don’t mind I think I’ll call you ……… Emma.”
Emma seemed as happy as he was about her outing and she trumpeted with joy.
“Shhh shhh,” Luke looked up into her big, dark eyes, “we’ve got to be sneaky, remember?”
He pointed to a gate behind Emma’s enclosure beyond which he could see a wide open space – a meadow bordered with woodlands.
“Let’s go this way,” he suggested, “don’t worry, no one’ll see. They’re too busy lookin’ for a lost little boy. Hope they find ‘im.”
In a few short minutes Luke and Emma were crossing the meadow side by side, heading for the woods. Luke chatted away non-stop while Emma swished her tail and listened contentedly.
“Truth is Emma,” he explained, “I’d love to take you home with me but I really don’t think me dad’d let me. Honestly, you should ‘ave ‘eard the fuss ‘e made over a couple o’ rabbits.”
On the other side of the wood was another meadow, even more beautiful, with trees here and there and, to Luke’s delight, something else.
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A long long time ago, long before you or I, or our great grandparents, were born, the world was ruled by a powerful witch called Ermendrud.
Ermendrud was respected and feared because she saw everything and punished those who disobeyed her law. There was only one. For a whole millennium only one was needed. No one broke it. Well, one or two did, at the beginning, but when people saw what happened to them, they were careful, very very careful, not to make the same mistake.
So life in those days was very harmonious. There were no wars. There was no murder. There was no stealing. There was only co-operation, and kindness, and health and happiness.
After a thousand years of being quite content to live alone, Ermendrud decided she wanted baby. So she went out into the poppy field to look for the tallest poppy. She found two that were very tall, more than a head taller than the rest. A red one and a yellow one. She watched them for several minutes but it was impossible to be sure which was the tallest, swaying in the wind as they were. Finally she settled on the red one, for red was her favourite colour. She placed a lock of her hair inside it, folded the petals on top and sealed it with a kiss.
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The following morning, as soon as the sun rose, Ermendrud hurried back to the poppy field where she found not one, but two babies. They were both girls. One had bright red hair, the other’s was golden yellow. Ermendrud realised that some of her hair must have blown onto the yellow poppy after she left, and she was very happy it had.
She bent down to kiss the red haired baby. “Welcome to the world baby Bertha,” she said. Then she kissed the yellow haired baby. “Welcome to the world baby Brynja.”
The little witch twins grew up happy and strong until, on their sixteenth birthday, their mother called them to her.
“This world is yours now, my loves,” she told them, “watch it carefully and remember the spell. My time is done.”
Tears pricked their eyes but they didn’t argue. They knew that if their mother said something was true, then it was. Ermendrud faded away in her sleep that night, leaving nothing behind but a handful of poppy seeds.
Autumn came and went. Winter settled in and seemed to last forever. The young witches, mired in grief, were not keeping an eye on the world. One day they were both hit with a short sharp pain between the eyes.
“Aaaagh!” Bertha rubbed her finger over the skin above her nose, “What was that?”
“The sharp pain!” yelled Brynja, jumping to her feet, “someone’s broken the law!”
“Oh no! What do we do?”
“The spell! Mother said we have to do the spell!”
“But we’ve never done it before! I thought we’d be able to watch Mother do it …”
“Well no one broke the law while Mother was here, but now she’s gone they think they can get away with it. We’ve got to show them they can’t!”
“I don’t know …”
“Yes you do! She taught us a hundred times! We have to do it! If we don’t do it in the next four minutes it’ll be too late.”
Brynja rushed to her mother’s room for the ingredients. Bertha waited. Brynja went to the stream behind the house. Bertha followed. Brynja sprinkled lavender into the water, held a seed of Black-eyed Susan in each hand, and recited the spell.
“There is one who did not heed
The law of good and of good deed.
They broke the law, did something bad,
Selfish, cruel or making sad.
So find the one who did offend
And make their ill deed twist and bend
Back on them so they will feel it,
What they gave they now receive it.”
Brynja dropped the seeds into the water and looked at Bertha. “Did it work? D’you think it worked?”
Bertha scanned the sky. “I can’t see a rainbow.” She turned back to Brynja and shook her head.
Three and a half minutes had passed since the pain.
“Your hair!” Bertha pointed frantically, “you forgot your hair!” She grabbed the scissors from her apron pocket and passed them to Brynja.
Brynja cut a curl from her beautiful yellow hair and dropped it into the stream. A rainbow formed over the water for a few seconds, and then dissolved.
“You did it!” cried Bertha.
Brynja’s face flushed and she closed her eyes. She felt vibrant. Full of energy. Wide awake.
She smiled at her sister. “Yes I did.”
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And we’re back to The English Family Anderson! Yesterday was the very dramatic end of episode 1, let’s see what happened next:
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Chapter Two of Luke Walker: animal stick up for-er continues from yesterday:
“Can anyone give me a sensible answer?”
Simon Butler read aloud from the board on the fence.
“They’re Bengal tigers; well known for their power and strength; one of the most feared predators in nature. In the wild they scent mark large areas of up to 100 square kilometres to keep their rivals away.”
“Very good Simon,” Mrs Tebbut smiled.
Luke didn’t think there was much to smile about.
“The wild ones live in massive places, prob’ly bigger ‘n Bournemouth, and this cage is smaller ‘n my back garden. No wonder they look fed up,” he thought.
They moved on. Luke lagged behind with diminishing enthusiasm. Mrs Tebbut drew everyone’s attention to another enclosure.
“Can anyone tell me what these guys are?”
“They’re penguins,” said Anna.
“That’s right. Does anyone know what type?”
“They’re bored penguins.” He knew the moment he said it that he’d said it too loud.
“Luke Walker! I am tired of your attitude! If you can’t enter into the spirit of things with a smile on your face and some genuine effort then kindly do not participate at all.”
That was fine by Luke.
“Why do teachers ask you what you think if all they really want you to tell ’em is what they think?” he grumbled to himself.
When Mrs Tebbut was distracted by Katia getting a splinter, Luke decided to take her at her word and ‘not participate at all’. He was better off on his own anyway. He wandered around the zoo, looking at the animals and feeling sorry for them.
“Don’t seem right to lock animals up when they ‘aven’t done nothin’. It’s like the Sheriff of Nottin’am all over again.”
He noticed an empty bench in front of a line of trees, away from the busier zoo paths, and decided to have a sit down.
“It’s a shame about zoos,” he thought, disappointed.
While he sat there he looked around. Over his left shoulder, behind the trees, he saw another enclosure. It was off the beaten track and smaller than the others. It was concrete and contained nothing of beauty or interest except its occupant. There stood the biggest, most breath-taking, awe-inspiring individual Luke had ever encountered. An elephant. All on her own.
“All on your own,” Luke sympathised, as he made his way to her, “another damson in distress.”
He climbed up on the fence so that he could talk to her over the top of it and she walked towards him to get a closer look.
“I’m on me own too,” he continued, “not stayin’ with the group if I’m not wanted!”
Then he had an idea.
“Would you like to come out an’ play with me?”
The elephant seemed interested so he went on.
“ok, listen, we’ll have to be a bit sneaky. You wait here while I find a key; then I’ll open this gate and you can slip out before anyone sees.”
It was a brilliant plan!
It didn’t take long for Luke to work out where he might find what he was looking for.
“Somebody what works here will have keys!”
It never occurred to him that he would need a particular key for the particular lock he wanted to open but, as it happened, that wasn’t going to be a problem. When the zoo was built over thirty years earlier, it boasted the largest number of animal enclosures in the country. It was deemed impractical to have hundreds of different keys so the same three locks were fitted to everything: one for animal enclosures; one for outer gates; and one for buildings. Each key-holder carried the same three keys. That was all anyone needed. It was all Luke needed.
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Episode 1 of The English Family Anderson continues from yesterday:
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Chapter Two of Luke Walker: animal stick up for-er starts today:
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“Huhee ut!”
Joe’s sixteenth funny face was not easy to maintain as it was beginning to hurt. With eyes wide, tongue sticking out and skin pulled tight around his cheek bones by his fingers, it was difficult to speak.
“I’m sorry!” Luke said, “It’s not working. I pressed the button four times but it didn’t take a picture.”
Joe retracted his tongue and massaged his face.
“Gis a look.”
Luke handed him the camera.
“It says MEMORY FULL,” Joe explained, “how many pictures have you taken?”
“I dunno,” said Luke as he put Dad’s camera back in his bag, “are we nearly there yet?”
They wouldn’t be there for another half an hour but the boys had already finished their packed lunches. Joe had suggested they save some for later but Luke thought it wisest to eat everything now so they’d have less to carry.
“How much longer ’til we get there?” Luke asked no one in particular.
It really was too much to expect people to sit still for two whole hours. And Mrs Tebbut’s insistence that the coach would not be making any stops along the way did not allow for the fact that some people’s need to quench their thirst with a lot of lemonade might lead to other needs. He tried to think of something else.
At 11.03 the coach pulled in to Parking Zone B at Dillingsgate Zoo.
“Ok, class 4, pay attention!” Mrs Tebbut called everyone to order. “You may leave whatever you don’t need on the coach but remember that once you’ve left it you won’t see it again until home time. So, if you think you might want it at any time during the day, take it with you now. You must stay in your allotted group, with your allotted adult, at all times. You must be back at the coach by 4.45 so that we can leave promptly at 5pm. Ok, have a nice day everybody.”
Glad that his teacher had finally finished her speech, Luke hurried to the front of the coach. He was in Mr Eden’s group, with Joe, but he couldn’t line up yet because he had urgent business to attend to. He told Joe to tell their group to wait for him and then ran towards the zoo entrance, looking for the toilets. When he returned, six minutes later, Mr Eden’s group was not there. Mrs Tebbut’s group was. Mrs Tebbut’s arms were folded.
“Luke Walker. What did I tell you not ten minutes ago?”
“Erm, something about if you leave it you can’t have it ’til you go home.”
“What else?”
“Can’t remember.”
“I told you to stay in your allotted group with your allotted adult at all times.”
“Oh yeah, I know but I jus’ had …”
“But nothing. If I tell you to do something, I expect you to do it.”
Luke looked at his shoes. There was no point trying to explain about the lemonade. He knew that the less he said, the sooner he’d be able to catch up with Joe. His mind started to wander. He wondered if he’d be able to play with the monkeys; and swim with the polar bears; he wondered where the gift shop was and whether he’d be able to get a souvenir pack of cards, or badges with animals on. He could certainly do with a few more badges.
“Luke! Did you hear what I said? You will be in my group instead of Mr Eden’s so that I can keep an eye on you.”
Luke’s eyes narrowed and his lips tightened. He was supposed to be in the same group as Joe. They’d been looking forward to going round the zoo together. This was a very annoying turn of events.
But, it was nice weather, and anything was better than being stuck in a classroom. Luke decided he might as well try to make the best of it.
Mrs Tebbut pointed at two big tigers.
“What can you tell me about the tigers in this enclosure?” she asked the group.
Luke was shocked. He put up his hand.
“Are they criminals?” he suggested.
“Don’t be silly Luke, of course they’re not criminals.”
“Well it don’t seem fair to put innocent animals in prison.”
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Episode 1 of The English Family Anderson continues:
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Episode 1 of The English Family Anderson starts today:
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Chapter One: Luke Walker and the damsons continues from yesterday.
He tucked her safely into his shirt and hurried back to the hedge. The rabbit wriggled and squirmed uncomfortably, her heart beating hard and fast.
“Ow! Stop scratchin’ me!” hissed Luke before regretfully adding “I’m sorry to tell you off, but it’s for your own good. I’m bein’ firm but fair,” and he crouched down to exit the way he’d come in.
As his left foot followed the rest of his body out of the Butler garden it knocked over a rake, which struck a gnome, which fell from its pedestal and broke with a crash. Mrs Butler opened the back door.
“Who’s there?” she shouted.
But no one was.
In his own back garden, Luke headed for Dad’s vegetable patch.
“Here you go Scratcher,” he said to the white rabbit as he closed the gate, “this is your new home.”
He placed her gently among the lettuces.
“There’s plenty to eat ‘ere see, we don’t mind sharin’. Dad’s always tellin’ me to share.”
Scratcher hungrily and gratefully tucked in. Nearby, between the carrots and the peas, a reddish brown rabbit and a grey rabbit watched with moderate interest as they nibbled and chewed. Luke made introductions.
“And there’s friends for you to play with. I rescued Rusty yes’dy but Ash just come today like you. They’re quiet but I think you’ll get on alright with ’em.”
It transpired that Luke, though quite new to outlawdom, was not one to procrastinate. As someone who hated being confined to his room, he sympathised with anyone imprisoned alone and was determined to help them. Ash and Rusty had been housed similarly to Scratcher in two different back gardens adjacent to the playing field. Spotting them during ball retrieval operations, Luke had decided that those damsons needed rescuing and was certain he was the outlaw for the job.
Luke kept his new friends company for the next ninety-eight minutes until the sound of his mum’s voice calling from the house reminded him that it was nearly tea time.
“I’ve got to go in for me tea now,” he explained, “but I’ll see you tomorrow,” and he showed Scratcher where she could sleep when she got tired.
Ash and Rusty didn’t need to be shown, being already aware of the small hole in the side of Dad’s shed made by Luke with Dad’s hammer. He had been very considerate in making the hole, ensuring that it was at the back so as not to look untidy to the casual observer; and making it just rabbit-sized. He was confident he’d thought of everything.
“Dad on’y uses it at weekends,” he concluded, “so you won’t be in nobody’s way in there at night.”
Feeling very satisfied with his first week of outlawing, he said goodnight and went inside. Mum had her back to him when he stepped into the kitchen.
“Is tea ready?”
“Yes, just about. You’d better go and wash your hands,” she said as she turned to face him. “Luke!” she gasped.
“Whaaat?” said Luke, frowning at his frowning parent.
He wondered what on Earth he’d done to deserve such a reception as he stood, with muddy face, muddy hands, muddy knees and muddy shoes, at the end of the trail of muddy footprints on the tiled floor.
Being considerate in all things, Luke complied with Mum’s vehement suggestion that he wash more than just his hands, and came to the table in clean clothes. Jared, his older brother, looked at him curiously as if wondering what he’d been doing and Luke returned the look without enlightening him. Mum served up their tea but, as usual, didn’t sit down with them. She would wait for Dad to get home and eat with him.
Luke was dismayed to see bacon on his plate again. He had recently discovered what bacon really was: not food at all but slices of dead piglet. He was horrified. The fact that his parents, who had always told him to be good and kind, would choose to eat it was very confusing. He thought at first that they must not be aware of what it actually was, but when he explained it to them they were not surprised. They told him that people need to eat meat but that he shouldn’t worry because the animals were killed humanely (which they said meant ‘gently’ ). Luke was unconvinced.
“Killed gently! So they don’t mind you killin’ ’em then, is that what you’re sayin’? They like it do they? They look forward to it I suppose because their murderers are so gentle!”
After some lengthy discussion in this vein, during which Luke’s parents failed to persuade him to see reason, his mum effected his silence by sternly insisting that she knew best and Luke must eat his meat. Luke said no more at that time but was determined not to.
Again faced with the need to be rid of his bacon, Luke discreetly took a rasher and held it below the table for Dudley. Dudley, his dog, very obligingly took it from him. At that moment Mum reappeared in the doorway.
“What did you just do?” she demanded angrily.
“Whaaat? Nothin’. I dint do nothin’.”
“Luuuke.”
“I was on’y feedin’ someone what was hungry,” Luke explained innocently, “jus’ bein’ generous, that’s all.”
“You know very well that Dudley has already had his dinner and if you keep giving him yours he’s going to get fat!”
Dudley ate fast. Mum went on.
“Don’t ever do that again! You’re a growing boy Luke, you need to eat your meat!”
Luke stuck to his guns.
“I don’t want it! I’ve got Prince Pauls!”
He’d heard the vicar talking about living by one’s principles in the school assembly that morning. It meant having values and putting them into practice; it meant actions speak louder than words; it meant if you love animals you don’t eat them. Luke had never heard of Prince Paul before but knew he must have been a good bloke.
“Prince who? What on Earth are you on about?”
Mum had obviously never heard of him either.
“I’ve got veggietarian Prince Pauls.”
Mum was not impressed.
“Oh give me strength!” she said, “well, you can explain that one to your Dad.”
“But he won’t be home ’til after bedtime right?” asked Luke, hopeful that he wouldn’t have to have that conversation tonight.
“He’s already home. I just saw him walking down the garden. Checking on his lettuces no doubt.”
Luke, suddenly not so confident that he’d thought of everything, became pale as it dawned on him that Dad might not understand that it was a good idea for the damsons to live in the veg patch. He felt sure that, in time, his new friends would be welcome additions to the family, but knew that his dad was not one to take to something right away and it would be better for everyone if they did not meet just yet.
“LUKE!” His dad’s booming voice reached the house before he did.
“How did he know it was me?” Luke wondered.
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Chapter One: Luke Walker and the damsons continues from yesterday.
Simon was a smarty-pants who always did his homework and always got good marks. He was good at sports and he was good at maths. He was always the first to put up his hand in class and his shoes were always clean. Irritating though all of that was, Luke could have let it go if Simon hadn’t done something unforgivable.
Luke’s best friend, Joe, was not very fast and he was not very clever. He was last to be picked for every team game and first to be told off in every lesson for not knowing the answer. But he always took it on the chin. He shrugged it off. Sports weren’t his thing. Maths wasn’t his thing. He wasn’t especially enamoured with science or history either but that didn’t worry him. He was the best friend Luke had ever had and was totally reliable. He had kept his mouth shut when Luke tripped over his shoe laces and knocked Mrs Tebbut’s mug of tea all over her desk; he had kept it to himself when Luke accidentally cracked Mrs Tebbut’s windscreen with a cricket ball. He was the kind of friend who could always be depended on.
So when Smarty-Pants told Mrs Tebbut that Joe had copied his test and Joe got sent to the Head Master for cheating, Luke was very cross. Simon Smarty-Pants Butler was a tell-tale and a liar. He could never be trusted. And he didn’t like Luke any more than Luke liked him. It was vital that Luke didn’t get caught.
He crawled across the lawn feeling like Robin Hood or one of his band of outlaws, risking everything to save the innocent.
“I don’t care if Mrs Tebbut don’t think I’m Robin Hood material, that jus’ means I’m doin’ a good job foolin’ ’em,” he rationalized as his knees slid through the mud. “It’s good that I’m goin’ to be Sheriff of Nottin’am’s Guard Number two – then no one will guess that I am actually an outlaw in real life.”
When he reached the hutch he glanced towards the house to make sure he wasn’t being watched. The windows looked dark so it was impossible to tell. He’d have to be quick and hope for the best. He opened the hutch and reached for the rabbit.
“Shh shhh, it’s ok, I’m not gonna hurt ya,” he whispered reassuringly, “I’m savin’ ya, like Robin Hood savin’ damsons in distress from the Sheriff’s dungeon.”
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Chapter One: Luke Walker and the damsons
Ow! That was a thistle. Luke poked and scratched at it with a stick until it broke away from its roots and could be pushed aside. He then rubbed his grazed wrist and forged ahead, emerging moments later on the other side of the hedge. Simon Butler’s back garden.
It wasn’t the first time Luke had gained illegal entry to Simon Butler’s garden but if all went well it might be the last. He’d been eleven times before, to visit the rabbit. Simon kept his rabbit in a small wooden hutch at the end of the garden, near the dustbins. He used to let her out to play when he first got her but after a couple of months, when the novelty had worn off, he only visited his pet for five minutes once a day to refill her food and water. Luke felt sorry for her. He could see the hutch from his bedroom window next door. When he borrowed his dad’s binoculars he could even see the rabbit.
“She must be so sad and fed up. And bored,” he said to the Robin Hood poster on his wardrobe door, “I’m going to visit her.”
A couple of times a week for the last month and a half, Luke had endured scratches and scuffs, and the hedge had endured bends and breaks, so that the rabbit could have a bit of company. He always took her something from Dad’s vegetable patch – a bit of lettuce, or a carrot maybe – and after the first few times she seemed pleased to see him. She put her face close to the wire and eagerly tugged at the treats he pushed through to her. But he had to be careful not to get caught.
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Can you unscramble the words to find the names of all these creatures who live in the sea? 😀
You could save the puzzle pic, open it in Paint and solve it on your pc. Or you could print it and solve it with a pencil. Or maybe you’d like to download the puzzle pdf. The choice is yours 😀
Have fun 😀 🙂
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And here are the answers to yesterday’s puzzle:
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Sherman and Geynes episode one concludes today:
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This outdated and cruel practice has no justification and must end.
Let’s demand action from Steve Reed, Secretary of State for DEFRA, to protect decapod crustaceans.
Together, we can end this suffering! Take action now. #BanBoilingAlive #ProtectDecapods
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Sherman and Geynes episode one continues from yesterday:
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These witnesses don’t appear to have witnessed anything. I suppose that’s the way it goes with imaginary missing persons. Click here to read to the end of the story right now, or come back tomorrow for more Sherman and Geynes, Pretend Detectives. 😀
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Can you find all of these beautiful birds in the wordsearch? 😀
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Sherman and Geynes continues from yesterday:
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Very intriguing theories! Tomorrow we’ll find out what the ticket seller has to say, but if you’d rather not wait, click here to read the rest of the story right now. 😀
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Episode 1 of Sherman and Geynes continues from yesterday:
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Well that’s suspicious! Come back tomorrow to find out what happens next, or click here to read the rest of the story right now 😀
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Episode 1 of Sherman and Geynes starts today:
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Episode 1 of Sherman and Geynes starts today:
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Picture? I want to see the picture! I guess I’ll have to wait until tomorrow when the story continues. Or I could look at it here now 😀
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“The sun is out! What a beautiful day,” declared Lily, standing at the window. Florence arrived, bustling in with her shopping basket. “Hello Florence! Having a busy day?”
“A stressful one!” she replied. “The witness lied on the stand so the judge had to charge her with perjury, and she was the only one people liked so it’s cast a shadow over the whole case!”
“Maybe there’ll be a mistrial,” said Lily helpfully.
“Maybe,” said Florence, “we’ll have to wait and see.”
“The weather has turned out lovely, hasn’t it?” said Lily, looking out the window.
“Yes, it’s beautiful,” agreed Florence, slipping off her shoes.
“Hello everyone,” said Heathcliff, arriving abruptly out of nowhere. Before they could respond he continued, “My life is at an end! Cathy has left me for so-and-so next door. I’m dying of a broken heart.”
“Oh cheer up. Cathy’s a bit mad. You’re better off without her,” said Florence, biting into an apple.
“How can you say that?! She’s marvellous! I love her!” said Heathcliff.
“If she’s fallen in love with another person so quickly, then she doesn’t deserve you,” said Lily. Heathcliff took no notice of this so she continued optimistically – “Either that or she’ll fall back out of love soon enough.”
“Do you think so?” asked Heathcliff, brightening.
“Yes I do,” said Lily while Florence rolled her eyes, “Would you like to play Scrabble?”
“I’d rather play Cluedo,” said Heathcliff, “but we need at least three for that. Will you play Florence?”
“Ok, but only because you’re soppy and heartbroken,” Florence replied.
“Thanks for reminding me. But things are looking up. Cathy will return to me, you’ll see.” Heathcliff sat down at the table.
“I don’t think you’re right for each other anyway. She’s your adopted sister for crying out loud!”
“Adopted! No blood relation whatsoever!”
“It’s an infatuation. You’re attached to her as a family member. And you’re possessive of her because she’s the only one who was nice to you, other than her dad, and he’s dead. She’s not even a nice person, she’s only nice to you. She pinched Nelly!”
Lily set up the Cluedo board.
“So I should just set about falling in love with someone else then?” Heathcliff mused, pressing a finger to his lips as he looked thoughtfully towards to ceiling.
“Yes,” said Lily, winking.
“No!” cried Florence. “What is this obsession you have with romance? It’s as if you’re following a recipe and you want eight ounces of Cathy, and when you can’t get it you look for eight ounces of someone else to substitute!”
“What a strange thing to say,” said Heathcliff.
“Cathy’s not your flour,” Florence explained. “You don’t need flour at all.”
“We need bicarbonate of soda, and kale and spinach,” said Lily.
“I’m speaking metaphorically,” said Florence.
“I know, I’m sorry. I just keep forgetting to buy them.”
“Flour represents romantic partnership. Heathcliff you are following the recipe book of life which is telling you that you need a wife. But it’s an imaginary recipe book!” said Florence, pleased with her explanation.
“Right. Ok, so I should find a different life recipe? What other ingredients do I need?” asked Heathcliff, looking into Florence’s eyes and fiddling with his shoe laces at the same time.
“You already have all the things you need. In the pantry of yourself,” replied Florence, pleased with her metaphor.
“Ok, … what am I baking?” asked Heathcliff, finger on his lips again, eyes narrowed in concentration.
“Whatever you like! Do what makes you happy. Play Cluedo with Lily and me; read books; go to the beach; learn a language; go to court. I went today, it’s rather exciting. There’s a whole world out there to explore. Leave Cathy to Linton. She’s his problem now.”
“You’re right!” said Heathcliff. “Ok, great, thanks.”
“Who would you like to be?” asked Lily, pointing to the board.
“I’ll be Colonel Mustard,” said Heathcliff enthusiastically.
“Can I be Professor Plum?” asked Florence.
“Yes,” Lily nodded, “and I will be Mrs Peacock. Roll the die to see who goes first.”
Heathcliff rolled a six so he went first, although Colonel Mustard didn’t make it all the way into a room.
“If the singular of dice is die, why isn’t the singular of mice, mie?” he asked while Florence rolled a one and moved forward one, along the corridor.
“I don’t know,” said Lily. “I like the sound of mie. The mie ran up the clock; the mie sat down on the bread bin; the mie poured the tea. I like it!”
“Me too,” said Heathcliff. “The other alternative -“
“Your turn!” said Florence, passing the die to Lily.
“- is the singular of dice being ‘douse’, which is a different word altogether. Perhaps that’s why it wasn’t used in the first place.”
“But die is a whole other word in the first place,” said Lily. “Your turn.”
“Thank you,” said Heathcliff. He rolled a four and moved Colonel Mustard into the Conservatory. “Why did they call them dice anyway? I’d have called it a one-to-six, or a counting decider, or a random number generator,” he said, thoughtfully. “Colonel Mustard, in the Study, with the Candlestick.”
“You’re in the Conservatory!” Florence pointed out.
“So I am. I apologise. My mind was fixed on reinventing dice,” said Heathcliff.
Florence showed him her Candlestick card and he crossed it off his list.
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Good news! Anti-whaling activist Captain Paul Watson has been released from prison! Denmark has finally refused to extradite him to Japan.
“Sometimes, going to jail is necessary to make your point. Every situation offers an opportunity, and this was another chance to shine a global spotlight on Japan’s illegal whaling in the Southern Ocean Sanctuary. If I had been sent to Japan, I might never have come home. I’m relieved that didn’t happen.” Stated Captain Paul Watson upon exiting Nuuk Detention Center in Greenland.
Thank you to Captain Paul Watson for all you do to protect the whales.
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So that’s the end of episode 4 🙂
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Episode 4 of Venus Aqueous continues today:
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Ooh, what’s going to happen now? What have the girls got planned? Find out tomorrow or click here to read the rest of the story right now 🙂
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Episode 4 of Venus Aqueous continues today:
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Good point, Venus! See your tomorrow, when we’ll find out what she’s learned from her research, or click here to read the rest of the story right now. 🙂
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Episode 4 of Venus Aqueous continues today:
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Episode 4 of Venus Aqueous continues today:
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Planning permission for what?! Find out tomorrow, or click here to read the rest of the story right now. 🙂
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Yay! It’s all very exciting. Come back tomorrow to see how they get along without electricity! Or click here to find out right now. 🙂
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Episode 4 of Venus Aqueous starts today:
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Good question, Venus. Come back tomorrow for more Venus Aqueous #4, or click here to read the rest of the story right now.
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Episode 3 of Venus Aqueous concludes today:
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I love a happy ending. Come back tomorrow for more Venus Aqueous, or, if you don’t want to wait, click here to read the next story.
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Episode 3 of Venus Aqueous continues from yesterday:
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Quick thinking Dad! I hope Venus and the basking shark are ok, find out tomorrow, or click here to read the rest of the story now.
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Episode 3 of Venus Aqueous continues from yesterday:
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Episode 3 of Venus Aqueous continues from yesterday:
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And, as an added bonus, if you go to the Venus Aqueous page, you can now download the first five episodes!
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Episode 3 of Venus Aqueous starts today:
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Ok, I know Violet said she was going to start the instalments of Venus Aqueous #3 today but I wanted to post my Voyager fan fiction. I know you won’t mind 😀 Anyway, Venus #3’s right here so it’s not like I’m keeping you from it 😉
Here goes. A short play. 😀
Act 1, Scene 1: Voyager’s Mess Hall
Neelix: “I can’t fine the pva glue! I’ve looked everywhere!”
Kes: “This is what happens when you tidy up.”
Janeway: “I’m just saying, next time we should discuss the plan before setting a course to kill us all.”
Paris: “There wasn’t time! Chakotay was in mortal danger!”
Janeway: “No he wasn’t.”
Paris: “Well he certainly could’ve been.”
Janeway: “Yes, and our deaths would have made a nice gesture of solidarity.”
Paris: “We didn’t die did we?!”
Janeway: “Through no fault of our own!”
Neelix: “Here, have a smoothie.”
Janeway: “Ooo, thank you, what’s in it?”
Neelix: “Apples, tomatoes and a carrot.”
Janeway: “Wow, it’s delicious.”
Kes: “Why don’t you tell us what happened Chakotay?”
Chakotay: “Well it was a bit boring actually. I met the mythical people I prayed to as a child, and discovered that they misunderstood our messages of peacefulness. They thought it was a trick.”
Kes: “Oh … so it backfired?”
Chakotay: “Yeah! But it was nice to get some fresh air. Sorry you all nearly died.”
Paris: “We didn’t nearly die!”
Janeway: “Calm down, drink your smoothie.”
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