Annoying And Sticky

Morning at last

The Spirit Of Tasmania will soon be docking in Devonport.

Just time to grab a quick breakfast.

Sleep all right? Katherine asks Spike's mother.

Yeah, thanks, says Spike's mother.

Spike's mother pokes Spike's dad.

Come on, let's get some brekky.

Bye, Terence, says Spike. Bye, Jinjing.

Bye, Spike, says Terence.

Wake up Margaret! says Katherine. We're nearly there.

I'm already awake, says Margaret. Did you sleep well?

Yes, says Katherine. After my little adventure.

She rescued me, says Jinjing.

For goodness sake, Katherine! says Margaret. What if you'd been spotted?

I wasn't spotted, says Katherine. Anyway, Jinjing shouldn't have been there.

But... oh, never mind, says Margaret. Have we time to eat breakfast?

Yes, says Katherine. Come on, Terence.

They head to the breakfast bar, with Terence.

Can I have a red drink? asks Terence.

I suppose so, says Katherine. Ribena?

She picks up a pack. One of those ones with a bendy straw attached to the side of the package in cellophane.

I love these, says Terence.

What is it? asks Jinjing.

A squirter, says Terence. You poke the straw into this hole here.

It's not a hole, says Jinjing. It's silver.

That's over the hole, says Terence. First you have to pull the straw off the side of the package. It's stuck on with glue.

Let me, says Jinjing.

He pecks at the cellophane. He rips it.

Good one, says Terence. Now pull the straw out.

While they are doing this Margaret and Katherine are eating toast with marmalade, and drinking coffee.

We'll drive to Rocky Cape, says Margaret. You can drop me there and go on your cheese tour.

Fine, says Katherine. How far is it?

Margaret isn't sure, so she calls up google maps on her phone.

It's way over in the north west! says Katherine. We could both do the cheese tour, on the way.

But that means lots of stops, says Margaret.

I'm sure you'd enjoy tasting cheese, says Katherine.

Suddenly: Yeeek!

The two ladies are sprayed with Ribena.

How annoying, and sticky!

As if that is not annoying and sticky enough, an official ( in the breakfast room, having a quick bowl of porridge) spots the escapee from the animal prison, and marches over to ask the ladies some questions.