Max nearly deafened me when I told him what the awesome surprise was. He was coming on holiday with me!
And here we are, staying in a caravan right next to the beach. It’s great. We’ve got sand and huge waves – and some gargoyle friends of course.
Yesterday we entered a sandcastle competition. Max and I made a superspy motor launch with shells for the missile launch buttons and seaweed for missiles – it made Arabella scream when we launched it at her. The gargoylz all got together behind a rock and made a sand church which they decorated with sand models of themselves. While we waited for the judges we had ice cream and Azzan got covered in it. (He got overexcited and melted his with his flames.)
At that moment we saw the judges coming. The other gargoylz hid but Azzan tripped! He rolled over and the sand stuck to the ice cream on his stone. He looked like a sand dragon. He just had time to sit up with one paw in the air when the judges arrived. And we won first prize for him! The gargoylz were really cross until they realised what the prize was. Free ice cream for the rest of the holiday.
Bart has a holiday joke for Abel.
Q. What do trees wear at the seaside?
A. Swimming trunks!
We go back to school next Wednesday, worse luck. But we have a plan. Every time we see Mrs Hogsbum we’re going to lean to one side and hold our noses! We’ll never let her forget her holiday trip to Pisa.
