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ALBI TROSS and the PILOT

In the morning Albi and the Pilot were lucky enough to come across a breakfast bloom.
A strange phenomenon that happens when the first few rays of the morning sun hit patches of flowering Seapig Seaweed.

This only happens when there is an 'R' in the month. The seaweed will suddenly burst forth with ample helpings of bacon, eggs and marmalade toast.

After breakfast Pilot returned to the problem of finding land.


"You are quite obsessed with this land thing." said Albi.

" Look." said Pilot lifting his foot in the air. "Flat feet not made for swimming, feet like these are meant to be on dry land."

"Look" said Albi holding his foot in the air. " Webbed feet, these are made for bobbing up and down on waves."

" If you don't know where the land is then perhaps you could find some one who does."

" I know." said the Penguin.

" Where did you come from." ask Pilot of the penguin.

"There is always a penguin." said Albi. "You never see them but turn round suddenly and there will be the penguin.

The one trouble with penguins is that once they have made their presence known they never stop talking. Something perhaps to do with living in a very remote place.

Penguin talked about all the beaches he had been to around the world, he talked about icebergs and catching Krill. He also talked about pop music in the seventies, which for a penguin, he knew quite a lot about.
Luckily Albi, who by this time had fallen into the bottom of the rubber dingy, had found the emergency dressing up box, he wanted to try on some of the costumes.

The box was full of colourful coats and hats.

Also inside the box the was a book of songs by Gilbert and Sullivan.


Penguin found a small harmonica , which it seemed he could play quite well.
Apparently all Penguins can play the harmonica. It's somthing to do with icebergs.
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