The Clumsy Giant Old Jack's Boat

Good day to you.

# This is the place to be For Salty Dog and me

# Down by the harbour we'll be there

# Round every corner there's something to share

# Give us a cheer Our friends are here

# Just Salty Dog and me. #

Ha-ha, come on, Salty!

# This is the place to meet

# Down at the end of the street

# Seagulls flying up in the blue

# There's always a cup of tea waiting for you

# Out in the sun, heavens above Just Salty Dog and me

# Haul away, haul away Sing the song of the sea

# Hoist the sail, I'll tell you a tale of Salty Dog and me

# This is the place to go

# And these are the people we know

# The village is busy with things to see

# And there's the Rainbow down by the quay

# There's stories to tell, join us as well, just Salty Dog and me. #

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hello, there, Sam. What's all the banging about, then?

Jack, Salty, great to see you. Just finishing this beach hut

for Miss Bowline-Hitch. What do you think?

-Well, it looks very nice, but it's a bit...

-Dusty?

Yes, still needs a good clean. Can I borrow your feather duster?

-Yeah, of course. But I meant it's a bit...

-Small?

-No, I meant it's a bit wonky. Is it going to stay up?

-Of course.

Safe as beach houses, this!

Oh!

Probably don't need that piece.

-How come there are pieces left over?

-I think they're spare bits.

Cockles! Mussels! Crab sticks!

-What in the sauce of a thousand islands is that?

-It's a beach hut.

Oh. Sorry for being so clumsy. Still, no damage done, eh?

-Oh, dear.

-Oh, no!

Miss Bowline-Hitch is going to visit soon!

-She wanted this beach hut finished today!

-Oh, galloping guppies!

-I'll help you put it straight back up, Sam.

-Can I lend a hand?

No need, Jack. We'll have this fixed in no time.

I'll get back to the Rainbow, see if I can get that feather duster.

Come on, Salty. I never touched it. I never touched it.

There she is. The Rainbow. What have you got for us today, my dear?

Come on, Salty.

Now, where is that feather duster? Oh, dear. Where is it?

Oh-ho-ho!

What a clever dog you are. Sit in your bed. What a clever girl.

This feather duster. Thank you very much, Salty.

We've had this old thing for quite a while, haven't we?

If only it could talk. Think of the amazing tales that would tell.

I can think of one right now, actually. Yes.

Once upon a twinkly time, the Rainbow set off from Staithes,

waved goodbye to Whitby and disappeared over the horizon.

We sailed for many, many hours. Salty and I shared a sigh.

We'd been hoping for an adventure,

but all day long we only had a flat, empty ocean to gaze at.

We were about to give up hope and head home

when suddenly a bright light flashed and danced in the distance.

"At last!" we cried, and off we set to investigate, singing as we went.

# Just Salty Dog and me

# Upon the silvery sea

# The fish are flying, the sky is blue

# We're looking for fun and adventure too

# Sailing away on a hot, sunny day

# Just Salty Dog and me. #

And just off the shore of a jungly island,

we found two enormous circles of glass sticking out of the sea.

Each with a frame of tangled, twisted seaweed.

They looked like the huge portholes of a sunken ship,

sparkling in the sunlight.

And the sea all around seemed to boil and bubble with

a terrible commotion, so Salty and I jumped in to see what was going on.

There was chaos.

Fish swimming this way and that, and all in a panic, all shouting

and screaming.

"The big hand, it's scooped up our houses and it ate them!

"It's a giant! He'll eat us all!"

Well, we had wanted an adventure, and now we had one!

Just then, a giant foot stamped down through the water,

smashing a coral reef to pieces.

Then another foot kicked through a cluster of boulders

and scattered them like so many marbles.

We made a dash for an old ruined castle, but before we could reach it

an enormous hand scooped it clean out of the sea.

Salty thought it was time to leave, so back to the Rainbow we swam,

faster than any fish and twice as terrified.

Then, as we watched, the giant emerged from the waves.

The mountainous man stumbled towards the island, roaring, "No see!

"No see!"

And then he suddenly tripped

and fell onto the beach with a thundering crash - kaboom!

It was all very odd.

Sea giants are generally gentle creatures who love the sea

and everything in it. Something odd was going on.

Salty and I sailed a little closer to find out more.

The giant dragged himself up to sit

and swallowed the rest of the castle.

"Ohhh. Tummy ache. Need a drink," he moaned, leaning forward.

And before we knew what was happening, the Rainbow was

scooped up in a gleaming pool of water, cupped in the giant's hands.

And with a gigantic gulp, he drank us.

Me, Salty, the Rainbow and all.

Down the giant's throat we went, spinning and sliding.

We landed with a splash in the giant's stomach,

amongst hundreds of huge objects he had eaten.

There were semi-sunken ships of all sizes,

boulders and bobbing boats and clumps of coral, crumbling castles.

Giants only usually eat seaweed.

It was no wonder that he had a tummy ache.

But why had he eaten all of this?

Suddenly, a thicket of palm trees drop down the giant's throat

and landed right on top of us.

"No see. No see!" we heard the giant roar again.

And then Salty had one of her good ideas.

Perhaps the giant had been saying "no see"

because he couldn't see very well!

That's why he'd eaten all these unusual things.

"Well, he needs a pair of glasses," I said,

as another load of trees fell nearby. "Of course," said Salty.

The shiny thing we found near the island wasn't

the portholes of a sunken ship, it was a giant's glasses.

He'd lost them! Clever Salty.

Our next job was to escape from the giant's stomach and show him

where his glasses were to stop him

stumbling around and eating all the wrong things.

But how were we going to escape? Salty knew how.

She pulled down a huge sail that was still

hanging from the mast of a great galleon, half sunken next to us.

And quick as a flash, she tied the sail corners tight to the boat so it

caught the smoke from the Rainbow's funnel like a big billowing balloon.

The Rainbow was lifted up into the air,

up, up we went until we reached the top of the giant's throat.

But when we reached the top, just behind his tongue, disaster.

We could see through his open mouth that he was about to swallow

another handful of trees.

They would push us right back down to the giant's stomach,

so Salty grabbed the feather duster and I tickled the giant's tonsils.

Of course, the giant didn't like having a tickly throat,

and he gave an almighty cough.

We shot out of his mouth and into the fresh sea air.

We were free at last!

That fluffy little feather duster and Salty's quick thinking

had saved us.

Salty steered us round to just beside the giant's ear.

"Giant", I shouted. "We'll take you to your glasses. Follow this sound."

"Toot toot!" went the Rainbow, sounding her horn.

The giant gave a booming, "OK,"

and he waded after us as we sped through the air, tooting the horn.

As we drew near,

I loosened one of the sail ropes,

which let the hot smoke slowly escape,

and our balloon boat spiralled down slowly

onto the sparkling sea. When the giant was close,

he could see and smell the colourful smoke leading him down.

And after a delicate search around he finally found his glasses.

Ha-ha! We'd done it! Now he could see again.

"Eeuurrgh," he said,

at the sight of the half-finished castle in his hand.

"No eat that." And with a booming "Thanks"

and a very gentle "I'm sorry"

he strode off for a giant seaweed snack,

being very careful not to crush any coral or to kick any rocks.

Well, the fish all cheered, hurray! Salty and I were heroes.

Well, we were just pleased to be safe again.

We'd had our adventure and now it was time to go back home.

I must say, we were tickled pink.

-Hello! You finished the hut, then!

-Well, sort of.

-We're...

-Admiring your handiwork?

-No. Holding it up.

-What?

If we step away, it will fall over.

Miss Bowline-Hitch will be here soon!

MOBILE RINGS

-That will be her now!

-Don't do that! The hut!

This duster might help.

I don't think dusting at a time like this is going to help.

Who said anything about dusting? Look out, Salty.

-It works!

-What did I tell you?

-Hello?

-Hello, it's me.

-Hello. It's her!

-Is my beach hut up yet?

-It is, no problem.

-It looks lovely down here on the beach.

-The beach?

What's it doing there? I wanted it on the harbour side.

-Oh, dear.

-Is it easy to take down?

I don't think so. It's built to last.

Solid as a rock.

-And it's collapsible.

-Jolly good.

In that case, you could pop it up onto the harbour side.

Thank you, dear. Toodle-ooh!

-To work.

-To work.

-I'll leave you to it. Come on, Salty.

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