Page 4 - My FlipBook
P. 4
“I've left my hat behind, I can't get married without it, it's
been in my families weddings for generations, it is
our tradition to play a pipe and dance around it after
the wedding, … how do I get it back ?”
Just then a knock came at the door and hector
left the room to answer it, it was Ruby Red
Squirrel, Hector told her about Dr Freckles
and as always she was more than happy to help.
She headed straight away down to the lake and soon enough she spotted it on the head of a great
crested grebe, he was clearly quite fond of his new hat and Ruby knew right away that it would be
difficult to get him to part with it. Knowing that grebes are not the smartest of creatures she decided
to make up a story to scare him off the hat,
she approached him on the bank.
“Good day sir !”
“Oh hello miss.”
He said slapping his long beak as he spoke.
“Oh I see you have the dreaded cursed hat sir”
“The what did you say ?”
He asked becoming quite concerned.
“The cursed hat.”
“Good Lord, cursed you say ? … how ?”
“It is said that whoever wears that hat for more
than a day becomes terribly allergic to water.”
The grebe quickly tilted his head forward and the hat fell
to the ground in front of them.
