Children's series. Jack and Salty search the snowy wastes of Antarctica for a lost parrot called Treasure.
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And 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
# Sea gulls 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 a 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. #
It's a bit, isn't it?
There we are, good girl.
-SHOP BELL RINGS
Hello, our Jack.
Oh, chilly today!
That's why I'm knitting.
It's a jumper for you, Jack!
Emily, I am touched.
Right, stand up straight, let's have a look.
I'll just get out of this coat.
There we are. Hang on.
Oh, lovely colour. Oh.
Very roomy, isn't it?
Oh! It's much too long!
I don't know what I was thinking!
At least it'll keep my knees warm.
-I need to get it sorted.
I'll get some measurements.
All right. Tape measure.
Stand up straight. Here we are.
If we take it just to there?
-That's better, yes.
-What about those?
-I'll do the arms.
Oh, hello, Salty.
What are you doing there?
And why have you got that ball of wool?
Have you been helping Emily with her knitting?
Well, I think you should take it back.
Go on, off you go. Busy, busy!
I'll just make a few changes and it will fit perfectly.
I can't wait. Thank you.
Come on, Salty. C'mon, we...
And where's my ball of wool?
Oh, no... She must have run off with it!
Oh, and she's unravelled the wool on your jumper.
There you are! I'll have that back, if you don't mind.
Emily, I'm sorry. She must've thought it was a game.
-Oh, don't worry. I'll sort it out.
-We'll leave you to it.
Come on. You've been causing chaos again!
-We're off to The Rainbow, Emily!
-SHOP BELL RINGS
There she is - The Rainbow!
What have you got for us today, my dear?
Hey, hey! Come on, Salty.
HE HUMS A TUNE
That's it, you settle down there, girl.
Got ourselves in a proper tangle with Emily's knitting, didn't we?
What I need now is a nice cup of tea.
You know, Emily, she knitted this lovely tea cosy, as well.
I seem to remember there's a story behind it.
Let me get myself comfortable, see if I can remember it.
Oh, yes, Salty.
This will give you icicles on your whiskers, this one will.
Once upon a twinkly time, The Rainbow set off from Staithes,
waved goodbye to Whitby
and disappeared over the horizon.
Emily given us both knitted scarves
and this lovely knitted tea cosy.
I was just admiring it, when Salty pointed her nose to the sky -
something was flapping towards us.
It was a bird with pretty feathers,
"Parrot, ahoy!" woofed Salty.
And it landed on the deck. "Hello," I said.
"This is Salty, and I'm Jack. Welcome aboard The Rainbow."
"Treasure! Treasure! My name is Treasure!" the parrot squawked.
"Where are you going today, Salty and Jack?"
"We're off to see the southern lights of Antarctica," I said.
"Pretty colours that flash across the sky.
"Why don't you come along?"
"Pretty colours, for a pretty parrot," squawked Treasure.
So we set our course for the cold of Antarctica
and we sang a little song.
And Treasure joined in!
-# Just Salty dog and me
-# Upon the briny sea
# A special guest has a feathery chest
# She is ever so talky and squeaky and squawky
-# Just Salty dog and me. #
Now, Treasure was a very loud parrot.
She landed on my head
and she started to give Salty lots of orders.
"Sit!" said Treasure.
"Lie down! Roll over!"
Well, Salty sighed... A deep doggy sigh - "Urrrhh!"
"I wish this parrot wasn't quite so loud," she whispered.
We looked out over the sea and we saw huge jaggedy ice mountains.
We were in Antarctica!
Well, the weather got colder and quite suddenly
there was a "whoosh" and a "wheee"
and a very sideways gust of wind
blew little Tresasure away -
"What's happened to our little Treasure?" I said.
She had disappeared, leaving only one yellow feather.
I called out, "Treasure? Treasure?"
over the waves but there was no reply.
And then in the distance,
we saw a very familiar ship -
"Ahoy, my hearties!"
Yeah, it was Kitty Cutlass,
the trickiest pirate to sail the seven seas.
Her eyes twinkled as she called out,
"Did somebody say treasure?"
"Yes, we've lost our Treasure!" I replied.
"You'll have to search for treasure," said Kitty.
And with that she climbed aboard The Rainbow.
She reached into her top pocket and she took out her magic map.
"She thinks you've lost real treasure," Salty whispered.
"Not a parrot called Treasure."
"Shh!" I said.
"Perhaps she'll help us find our little parrot."
So, I put the feather on the map and Kitty said,
"Magic map, zuzzy-zuzzy-zuzzy-zurh!
"Show us where my Jack's treasure is."
Well, the feather, it spun around wildly,
and then it stopped with its tip pointing to a place
right in the centre of the frozen Antarctic.
"I'm off to get your treasure," Kitty cackled.
She leapt over the side of the rainbow
and set off into the icy blue.
"Come and, let's follow," I shouted to Salty,
as we put on our knitted scarves.
"It's going to be very cold, I can't go without tea," I said.
So, I pulled a sledge with a teapot and the cosy on it,
and we sneaked behind Kitty, following her, to find our Treasure.
Well, the wind it blew and blew.
It swirled all the snow around...
It was like walking in a giant snow globe that's been shaken up.
Well, soon, Kitty was out of sight.
Salty and I tried to keep together,
but it was very hard to see him
and before we knew it we got split up.
I was left staggering against the wind, lonely and lost.
Salty! Come on, girl!
"I'm never going to see my Salty dog again," I thought.
Then suddenly, there was a squawk,
I stumbled towards the squawk in the swirling storm.
I came to a small rocky outcrop
where Treasure was sitting shivering.
"Treasure!" I cried.
And who should I see next to her, but my lovely Salty dog.
She had found Treasure.
Well, I looked at the little shivering parrot,
"We need to get you warm," I said.
So I took my tea cosy off the teapot and put it on Treasure.
"Cosy!" she squawked. "Thank you. Cosy, cosy!"
"Now we need to find Kitty," I said.
Squawk your loudest squawk, Treasure!
With warmed up wings,
Treasure squawked loudly through the icy storm.
"Where's that treasure?" shouted Kitty,
as she staggered towards us cold as an ice mountain.
"My name's Treasure!" squawked the parrot.
"A parrot?!" gasped Kitty.
"That's not REAL treasure!"
"She really is a treasure," I said.
"She's kept us all together in this terrible storm."
And I handed Kitty a nice warm cup of tea.
The storm was beginning to blow itself out and the sky was clearing.
of purple, green and red lights
danced before us.
"The Southern lights!" I cried.
"Pretty sky!" squawked Treasure.
And Kitty, who had warmed up now, said,
"I must say, you are a very pretty parrot."
Treasure seemed to like Kitty.
"You're a pretty pirate," she told Kitty!
Well, now the storm had died down
and we had warmed up.
It was time to return to The Rainbow.
And once we were safely on board, Treasure invited us all
to her home in sunny Brazil.
"Well, not today, I'm afraid," I said.
"We need to get back to Staithes."
"I'll sail you to Brazil on The Hurly-burly," Kitty said.
"Pretty pirate!" squawked Treasure happily.
And she bounced on Kitty's hat.
So, we said our goodbyes
and as The Hurly-burly disappeared over the horizon,
we could hear Treasure squawking at Kitty,
"Sit down! Lie down! Roll over!"
"Kitty is going to be kept busy," I chuckled.
And with the knitted tea cosy back on my teapot again,
we set our course for Staithes and home.
And there's nothing like a nice cup of tea when you get home, is there?
Did you like that story, Salty?
All true, of course.
Mind you, my stories always are.
OLD JACK CACKLES
Hi, Emily. How's my jumper?
Have you managed to save it?
It's saved, all right - thanks to Salty!
What do you mean, thanks to Salty?
What did she do?
You unwound just the right amount of rows, Salty!
You know, I think she knew what she was doing.
You can't beat a bit of teamwork, can you, Salty?
I love it, Emily.
Do you know, this'd keep me warm in the Antarctic!
Oh, you, "in the Antarctic"...!
-I don't know...!
I'm going to save this all my best expeditions.
Come on, Salty. Come on.
-Thanks, Emily. See you later.
-Bye-bye. What a lovely...