Bouncy Bluey 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, having some fun 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

-Captain!

-At ease, sailor.

-What's all this? Flower arranging?

No, I'm moving them. Emily is on her way over and they make her sneeze.

-Now what can I get you?

-Cake, captain. It's a cake day.

You're in luck. Emily's supplying an ice cream cake.

-I'll get you a plate.

-Lovely, ice cream cake!

Oh, look at Miss Bowline-Hitch, Salty.

She's busy, busy.

-Hello, Jack!

-Hello, Emily. Emily, watch out!

Coming through! Busy, busy!

Oh, Salty, look at that.

The most beautiful cake, shattered.

Don't look, Salty, don't look.

-Emily, I am sorry.

-Never mind, Miss Bowline-Hitch.

But look at your ice cream cake, I'm so sorry.

I could make a trifle with these bits,

and I can easily bake another one.

-Sorry, sorry.

-Don't worry, it was an accident.

Oh, no, I'd put that back if I were you, captain.

There's been a bit of an accident, I'm afraid. Cake is off the menu.

Clumsy old me.

Enemy action on the starboard side, I see.

-Is it like this when Shelly's here?

-Possibly worse.

Come on, Salty. We should be getting over to the Rainbow.

We'll come and get a slice of something later on.

-All right, captain. Keep it shipshape.

-I will, Jack. I will.

There she is! The Rainbow!

But what have you got for us today, my dear?

Come on, Salty. Here we are.

There you go, Salty. In your basket. You sit there. Good girl.

It's a shame about that ice cream cake, isn't it?

But these accidents do happen.

Can you remember when a big pal of ours kept causing accidents?

I'll tell you all about it.

Hold on tight, Salty, this is a bumpy ride, this is.

Once upon a time a twinkly time,

the Rainbow set off from Staithes, waved goodbye to Whitby

and disappeared over the horizon.

We were very excited

because today was the day of the underwater funfair.

# Just Salty Dog and me

# Upon the briny sea

# Sailing along in the hot sunny sun

# We're off to the fair to have us some fun

# We've both been invited We're very excited

# Salty Dog and me. #

And just then, I heard an enormous "Hello!"

It was our lovely friend Bluey the blue whale.

"Hello, Bluey!" I called out to him.

"Are you on your way to the underwater fair?"

"I am!" he laughed.

He was very excited. Here's a thing you might not know.

When dogs get excited, they wag their tails.

Don't they, Salty?

When whales get excited, they wag their tails too.

Bluey was so excited about going to the fair that he wagged his tail

and sploosh! A great wave of water splashed over us.

"Careful!" I laughed.

"Sorry!" said Bluey.

And so the three of us set off for the underwater fair.

The underwater fair owner was a very important-looking fish

called Wally.

He had a big moustache and a clipboard and a silver pen.

"Roll up, roll up!" he cried.

"All the fun of the underwater fair! Enjoy the rides!"

"What shall we go on first?" said Bluey, wagging his great tail.

Unfortunately, he wagged Wally up in the air.

"Do you mind?" said Wally a little crossly when he came back down.

He straightened his moustache and he swam off.

"Why don't you try the seaweed helter-skelter?" I said to Bluey.

"Oh, yes," said Bluey, and he raced off.

At the top sat Mrs Cod ready to slide down.

"Watch me, Harold!" she called.

"Yes, dear," called Mr Cod from down below.

But as he did so, Bluey arrived, excited, wagging has great tail.

Boing!

It hit the helter-skelter.

"Aargh!" cried Mrs Cod as she flew off in a trail of bubbles.

The helter-skelter, it wobbled madly from side to side.

Mr Cod dashed over to help a rather dazed Mrs Cod

as she floated down.

"Never mind, Bluey!" I said.

"It was only an accident, it could happen to anybody."

Wally the fair owner whizzed over in a flash

waving his silver pen.

"You just be careful, young fella-me-lad," he snapped at Bluey,

"or I'm throwing you out, accident or no accident."

"Sorry!" said Bluey, as his lips started to wobble.

"Come on, Bluey," I said. "Let's go for a ride on the bumper cars."

The barnacle bumper cars were very busy, full of Bluey's friends.

Bluey was so thrilled to see everybody

that his tail started to wag again.

"Whoa, steady on, Bluey!" I said.

"Don't get too excited!" Too late!

Bluey's waggy tail hit one of the bumper cars - bump! -

which hit another and another and another

until they all ended up in one big bumpy pile.

"Uh-oh!" said Bluey.

Wally whizzed in, his prickly moustache practically fizzing.

"Not you again!" he snapped at Bluey.

"Sorry!" said Bluey, as his lips started to wibble.

"It was only an accident."

"There's no such thing as an accident," said Wally.

"This is your very last warning. Any more trouble from you

"and you will have to leave the fair."

"Let's try the big wheel of whelks," I said.

We made our way over to the mighty wheel.

Salty thought it was very exciting.

Unfortunately, so did Bluey.

Once again his tail started to wag and as it did so - crash! -

it hit the wheel of whelks and the whole thing

jumped out of its axle and began to roll away.

The fish who were riding on it were sent pinging off in all directions

and they all thought it was wonderfully funny!

Wally the fairground owner bustled over, shaking his silver pen,

and gave Bluey his sternest look.

"That's it!" he said. "You must leave this park."

"It was only an accident," I said.

"There's no such thing as accidents," said Wally crossly.

He shot off, leaving a trail of angry bubbles.

But as he shot off, he was so fast he didn't look

where he was going and he bumped straight into the coconut shy.

His silver pen went flying through the water

and landed on the bouncy castle.

Bang!

The sharp end punctured the bouncy castle

and with a huge hiss, it started to go flat.

All the fish that were playing on it were left

hovering in the water with nothing to bounce on.

"It was only an accident!" cried Wally.

"I thought you said there was no such thing as an accident,"

I replied. That's when Salty's whiskers started to whiffle.

She was having one of her bright ideas.

"Who needs a bouncy castle when we have a bouncy Bluey?" she barked.

Bluey looked at her in surprise.

Of course! Bluey would make a wonderful bouncy castle.

"That sounds exciting!" laughed Bluey.

His tail began to wag.

"Roll up, roll up!" I announced.

"See if you can ride the waggiest tail in the ocean."

And then hordes of happy fish jumped on board

and Bluey bounced them and wagged them

and as he got more excited, he got waggier and waggier.

It was the best ride the underwater fair had ever seen.

Wally swam over and he said to me,

"You know, there is such a thing as an accident after all.

"And that was a very happy accident!"

He asked if Bluey could come to the fair every year.

"Yeah!"

As we waved him goodbye,

Bluey beamed a great big Bluey smile that didn't go away until bedtime.

And we returned to the Rainbow hot and happy

and sailed all the way back to Staithes and home.

We had such a good time at that fairground. Great fun.

Did you like that story, Salty? All true, of course.

Mind you, my stories always are!

Come on, girl.

Do you know, I think I preferred the Mermaid Cafe

with flowers on the table.

Hello, Jack. I'll bring the flowers out later.

Emily's popping back with another ice cream cake.

-Don't want her sneezing.

-I suppose not.

-Here I am.

-Look at that!

I'm a whiz with a whisk and a spatula.

You are!

Emily, I'm so sorry about the accident earlier.

Never mind, Miss Bowline-Hitch. Accidents happen.

I know they do but I wanted to apologise properly

so I have a little present for you.

Oh, that's very kind of you, Miss Bowline-Hitch.

I'm not sure you should have given her those flowers!

Atchoo!

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

How will I ever keep this place shipshape?

Well, Salty, that's it for today.

We'll see all our friends again next time.

Oh, and we'll see you next time as well. Bye-bye!

Come on, girl!