Cow Island

WHOOOOOSSSHHHH! Went a little, hay wrapped, Jean Claude into the night. 'That's the last one safely over the hedge!' mooed Captain Bill,'I told you it would work, it's a perfect seesaw! Right, pull on the rope.' So Camille pulled on the rope and the glider tilted back towards her. 'You know,'said Camille,'I'm not going to feel 'appy about this until I know that none of them 'ave been splattified!' 'They'll be fine!' replied Captain Bill.'Your turn now. Climb on!' Slowly, hesitantly, Camille placed herself onto the end of the wing of the glider. 'Ready?' asked Captain Bill. 'Well not really!' replied Camille. 'Too late!' said Captain Bill and he pushed a bale of hay onto the other wing. But nothing happened. 'Might need one more,' whispered Captain Bill and he pushed a second bale on...but again nothing happened. 'Just one more,' he said and, after carefully selecting a part...

'And so,' continued Camille,'I managed to persuade their ruthless pirate leader that it would be in everyones interest for ma little students to continue some sort of rudimentary education.' 'Well, well done you!' replied Captain Bill. 'Indeed,' said Camille,'but unfortunately the only books I 'ad with me were for some, how you say, light 'oliday reading.' And Camille passed Captain Bill two hardbacked books. ''Digging tunnels for pleasure and profit',' read out Captain Bill from the cover of the 1st book. 'Yes,' replied Camille,'Blanche and Alice have been making what they can of it but without heavy lifting equipment and a decent oxygen supply they 'ave found it difficult to get beyond about 900m in any given direction!' 'Still, commendable effort!' said Captain Bill,'and the other book?' ''My First Glider',' replied Camille,'see 'ere how Jean Claude ha...