Babs Goes to See

(The orkneys)

Babs likes Scrabster, wish it could be like this where we live, shame we have to listen to yapping creatures day in day out.
Phil says he blames the owners, No in fact he says he blames the Parish council he says they are a bunch of.... Marge slapped him!
Poor Phil.

Cor look its our Boat. Marge says its called the Hamnavoe and its really posh.
Phil was looking forward to the pub on it, Marge gave him a prod and reminded him that it was his turn to drive!
Poor Phil !

Look at this, The nice man at "Norflink Ferries" gave Babs her own ticket.
He said that Babs should not have to travel "Cattle Class" and this ticket means I can go on top and throw skimmers in the see.

Flip ! That is not a very big hole for us to drive in, hope Phil is paying attention otherwise he might bash the roof off our home!

We were nearly the last people on the ferry, Phil said it was not fair because we got there first.
Marge said its because they want to spread the heavy loads about evenly. I know Phil is a bit chubby but thought this was a bit mean!
Hurry up Marge, Bloomin heck, the ship can't set off till we get into the Bar but Marge has lost her Lip sill.
Phil left us too it!

Bye Bye "The Beast", see you in the Orkneys.

Marge was well right, this is the poshest ship Babs has ever been on it had comfy seats and lots of free books that you could take wiff you.
Babs found a good one called the "Peedie Guide" Phil said it sounds like "E Wing", Marge read it and said "Peedie" means Little in the Orkneys.
Phil said it definately sounds like E wing now. Poor Phil he just cant stop finking about being in prison!

We climbed to the top of the ship just in time to wave bye bye to Scotrish.
Well Babs we are on our own now, miles and miles of open see to cover before we get to our dustynation!

Marge shouted "Look I can see the Orkneys". Bloomin heck she was right we are nearly there!

Babs rushed to the other side to see if she could catch a last glimpse of Scotrish.
A land she really loves and "Oops". Well the deck was wet and my hooves are not too grippy and it just happened!

PHIL.... Phillll. My Heads Stuck.... HELLLPPP.

Fank goodness for that, Phil rushed out from the bar and rescued Babs in the nick of time.
Look at that pile of rock over there, Marge says its called "The old Man of Roy".
Babs knows another Old Man Roy in fact Phil races his car wiff him.
Phil said "The pile of rocks could drive faster than our Old Man Roy", Marge thumped him!

Great stuff, we are nearly there. Look at all them ferry ships over there. They don't look very big, I bet the beast would fill them up easy peasy!
Marge says they are just for Fish. Babs thought it was silly having boats just for fish, they could not afford a ferry and anyway they could swim across!

Oh Look, Orkney people. Wonder if thats our friends Merv and Gladys?
They said they would meet us off the boat but Babs did not fink they would see us so quick.
Phil said they are "Dockers", Marge was close to giving Phil a fick ear until she realised Phil said "Dock"!

Merve and Glad met us off the ferry just like they said they would.
They were really nice and even took us for a ride in their little car right to the top of the hill so we could see our boat!
They showed us some nice places to sleep to start us off and told us not to drive through Stromness on the lower road!
Shame Phil was not listening because 20 mins later guess where we drove the Beast?

After driving our 8ft 6, wide Beast down a 8ft 3 rd in Stromness we were ready to make camp ha ha!
Just have a look at where we first set up home, Merv had suggested this site and boy it was worth the squeeze!
That is the island of Roy in the distance, and our private beach right in front of us!

Sunset in Paradise, what more could you ask?
Marge said "240 volts and a hair dryer might be nice !!!!"

Babs can't wait till the morning, look at all that beach to explore!
Phil asked me to move cos Marge told him to clean the windows before bed time, Poor Phil!

Phil "Come in and get to bed !"
"Marge Hinted!"
The waves, The Waves. How can a sheep sleep this close to the Waves?

Bloomin flip tanks, Babs is in the Orkneys. My mind is racing I can't get to sleep. The moon light is shining so bright!

The Waves, The Waves !
How can anyone sleep wiff the incessant sound of the waves?

Must be low tide now, ZZZZzzzzzzzzzz>

Cock a doddle dooo, Its Morning time.
Phil had been up and about for hours, Marge would not be fit till 1030 at least!
babs could see her cousins!

Babs Sheepy pals have been waiting all night to meet me, they said Phil should not have locked the doors so Babs could have spent the night on the fields!
Babs said that he had no choice it was the rules! (phew, no way I would swap a nice comfy bunk for a cold wet field, Sorry chaps!)

Mmm this grass is loverly, tastes quite salty, Phil recons its because of the See air.
Marge warned me not to eat the Yellow grass, She said it might be Dog wee, Yuck!!!

Hello, Whats that over there, Moving about in the See weed.
Marge was looking the wrong way so could not see anyfing and Phil could not find his Glasses.
Humands!!!

Wow, look at the peckers on them fings!
Babs has been reading up on types of birdies before we left in her pictures book.
Anyway she finks this is a bunch of "White Rumped Sandpippers".
Go On look it up, Babs knows she is right!

After brekkers we took "The Beast" up to the Norf to a place called the "Brough of Birsay"
Its a great place and we were surrounded by waves and cliffs and fings!
Marge read this sign out for Babs, it says you can walk over the See to the lighthouse.
You can only go when the See goes down otherwise you will get wet and probably drown, That sounds horrid!

Look at that, its the Island called Birsay.
Phil wanted to go straight away and explore but he had the tea to make so me and Marge went instead.

Follow us and lets see what we find!
"Wait for me Marge!"

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