Pu Pu and Old Cheese

Arthur wades into the water to retrieve the Pu Pu.

Sweezus meanwhile has gone off the whole idea. There must be a more ethical way than this to get a paddle.

Arthur brings the Pu Pu back to shore.

Oh Hey! Thanks a heap! says the owner of the Pu Pu, appearing out of nowhere. Nearly lost it didn't I? Careless of me.

Arthur hands the owner back his paddle.

These things are worth a lot of money, says the owner. May I give you a reward?

Sure, says Arthur. But I didn't think a Pu Pu was worth all that much money. My friend here says its a cheap one compared to that one over there.

Oh that's a Kevlar! says the owner of the Pu Pu. Well, some people think they're just too good that's all.

He seems offended and walks off without further mention of a reward.

Bugger, says Sweezus. How did that go pear shaped?

Never mind, says Arthur. Now we know the principle is right.

.......

It's party time. The pizzas are set up on a table on the beach. Six sorts. The frog cakes are still sitting in their cardboard box. No one has looked inside the box since yesterday evening.

Everyone is drinking Coopers Pale Ale except for Pastor Moon. He is drinking mineral water with pineapple and mango, which Belle at Bonne has gone out specially to buy.

Mrs Hume is sitting on a towel, nibbling a piece of sundried tomato. Many happy returns, she says to Sweezus. This is nice.The sun is shining but it's not too hot. And at last there are some decent waves!

Yeah, says Sweezus. I wish I felt more into it.

Cheer up! says Pastor Moon. After all it isn't Easter.

What a truly inappropriate remark, says Mrs Hume.

Cake time! says Belle et Bonne. Midge opens up the box.

The frog cakes emit a faint smell of old cheese.