Wednesday, 4 October 2017

The Silly Tale of Sally Squirrel...









It is hard to believe October is with us once again. 
Prunella would love her fellow Bloggers to take some time out for Coffee and Croissants and a Prunella Pepperpot Tale.
Inspired by a cute little Grey Squirrel that I had the privilege to watch and photograph in Wales.
The drawing of the Camper Van was kindly drawn for me by my youngest son.
I hope you enjoy...
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The Silly Tale of Sally Squirrel...


Sally squirrel was disillusioned with her short hectic life in the Wirral.
She was tired of dodging the fast cars whilst crossing the road and her nerves were jangled every time a cat or dog thought she was fair game to chase up a tree.
How she longed for a quieter life and some fresh country air.
Whilst consoling herself by comfort eating on some stale seeds discarded from the bird feeder by the fussy sparrows, she couldn't help but notice a commotion coming from the dustbins...

 


A grubby old woman was stooped over one of the bins rummaging through the rubbish. She was dressed in a dusty black robe with a crooked pointy hat on her head and a surprisingly new looking leather satchel on her hunched back. In her left hand she held a broomstick.
"Perhaps she has lost something," pondered Sally, as the bent woman did not look at all pleased.
In an instance, the grumpy old woman had tossed the dustbin aside and with a sprightly jump, was sat astride her broomstick.
To Sally's amazement the broomstick seemed to float in mid air with the scrawny old woman sat on top, her pointy yellowy toes with crumbling toenails poking through her tatty brown boots.
"That looks like fun," shrieked Sally and without a moments hesitation, or a thought for her own safety, she ran quickly towards the hovering broomstick. 
With a graceful acrobatic leap she landed just behind Wendy the Wicked Witch of Wessex.
(Prunella's readers will know of Wendy's wicked deeds. This story could not end at all well. Sally should have remembered her Mother telling her tales of her Great Aunt Sally who had been turned to wood!!)


Up into the fresh morning air the broomstick climbed, higher and higher...



Sally was getting a little chilly and a little frightened. She had never been this high before. Gently she made her way along the broomstick and  jumped softly onto the satchel before climbing inside. Wendy didn't bat an eyelid. Cackling to herself she flew faster and faster, back to her home in Wessex, leaving a white cloud trail in her wake. 
Sally's eyes were becoming accustomed to the dim light in the satchel and much to her delight she spotted a stash of succulent fresh acorns. She was feeling rather peckish after all...


Wendy was aware of the scratching coming from her satchel. Her long skinny arm extended round to her back and her dirty hand with long gnarled bony fingers reached ever deeper into the satchel, searching out it's prey. It curled around Sally's tail and with a mighty tug Sally was hoisted out, high into the air to be faced with the ugliest and scariest old witch that poor Sally had every set her bright eyes on.
Sally was so frightened that she was trembling terribly whilst still holding tightly onto the acorn that she had been nibbling...
 

"Caught in the act of stealing my lunch you good for nothing tree rat," cackled Wendy. 
She snarled wildly and with an evil menacing look Sally was instantly turned to stone and tossed aside to fall as a stone from way up high!
Her nimble limbs now felt like lead and there was nothing she could do but accept the gravitational force of the earth below. She couldn't even close her eyes.
Down through the fluffy white clouds she tumbled the ground looming ever closer...



As if by magic Prunella's Rosa Californica, its branches laden with sweet smelling blooms, arching upwards towards the heavens, reached out and caught Sally as she fell. It gently brought her down to rest in Prunella's Patch...



Sally was finally back on terra firma, safe and sound amongst the geraniums and campanula. Sadly she was still stone but at least she hadn't smashed.
Griff (an oh so fluffy sheltie) was out for his morning constitutional when he spotted the concrete statue in the flower border...



He rushed back inside to fetch his sweet friend Prunella Pepperpot.
The two friends were saddened by the sight of poor Sally and tried to comfort her by telling her not to fret, that everything would be all alright and she would soon be back climbing trees before she could wink.
"Well I can't wink," tutted Sally angrily to herself.
Prunella patted Sally on her hard head and said, "Don't worry little squirrel. I've spoken to Ed the Red about your predicament and he has agreed to fly off and fetch Willamina the Wise from Ballymena who will undo Wendy's wicked spell. This sort of thing happens quite a lot around here so you're not alone."



  
To distract Sally whilst waiting for Willamina to arrive her new friends Prunella and Griff, told her stories of their trips in Phyllis the split screen camper van.
Prunella and Griff were cared for by a sweet retired couple, Mr and Mrs Perkins who had purchased Phyllis from a Volkswagen Show many moons ago in a sorrowful state.  They had  refurbished the interior comfortably. The exterior was adorned with brightly coloured vinyl flowers on it's freshly painted purple bodywork...


Griff described the campsite they visited in Wales with such great detail that Sally could almost imagine herself there...


Just then there was a small gust of wind and Willamina the Wise glided into Prunella's Patch.  At first Sally was very perturbed by the thought of another witch, but somehow this witch seemed different. 
She was exceptionally beautiful, not a blemish on her pale skin. Her long raven black hair was braided with flowers. She was clothed in a long flowing purple silk dress, embroidered with delicate wild flowers. She smelt of jasmine. Her voice was soft and melodic. The little
birds in the garden fell silent to gaze on her beauty...
 




Willamina muttered a few quiet words, then gently kissed Sally on the top of her head. Miraculously a huge weight was lifted from Sally's small shoulders. She felt as light as a feather and her heart was filled with the utmost joy.
She ran around Willamina's ankles thanking her profusely. Willamina stroked Sally's now soft head before saying her farewells and off she flew once again into the wild blue yonder...


 Whilst still listening intently to Griff and Prunella's tales of Wales, Sally jumped up into the apple tree. She needed to relax and unwind after all of the day's excitement.
"We're off on our travels tomorrow. Why not come with us?" barked Griff.
"Ooh," chattered Sally, "What have I to lose. You are both very kind but there is nothing for me here and I was weary of my life in the Wirral."
So it was decided, Griff would let Sally Squirrel know when they were almost ready to depart.
Mrs Perkins smiled and laughed quietly at the odd sight of the three of them in the garden. It was nice to see Griff befriending the garden wildlife rather than chasing it. 
Griff had an uncontrollable passion for chasing pigeons...


Sally hardly slept a wink that night...



She was up bright and early feasting on fresh bird food in the Perkins back garden.
 As promised Griff popped outside to let Sally know the couple were having their breakfast. Warm croissants with lashings of butter and freshly brewed coffee.
"I must hurry back inside as I don't want to miss my treat. My Mum always saves the crunchy ends of her croissant spread with a little butter for me." Griff was drooling with anticipation, "Good luck Sally. I'll see you later." 
Tail wagging Griff speedily returned indoors...


Sally travelled light. She had no possessions. Not that she had owned very much back in the Wirral, the odd nut here and there.
She ran to the front of the house where Phyllis was parked.
Sally knew exactly where she was going to hide. Attached securely to the back of the van on the cycle rack was a bright pink bicycle with a woven wicker shopping basket strapped to the handle bars.
Sally was small and if she hunkered down low in the basket she was sure she would not be seen. This was going to be such an adventure.
It wasn't long before Sally heard the jingle from Griff's collar.
The van doors opened and closed and Phyllis' engine growled and spluttered into action. With a hefty jolt they were all off on their travels. Sally nodded to Prunella and Griff gazing down from the rear window of the camper van.
As they set off on their journey Sally had a final peek at the tree lined avenue, before snuggling down in the basket wrapped in her long soft tail for warmth and comfort. She soon fell asleep dreaming of her new life in Wales...



Time passed very quickly for Sally being that she had slept soundly for the whole journey. It only seemed like five minutes ago that she'd been whisked from her old home in the Wirral to embark on a perilous adventure.
She was awoken by the sound of Griff barking excitedly, "We're here Sally, it's time you were up and about."
Sally sprung out of the bicycle's shopping basket onto the soft grass below.
"Oh look Geoff, Griff has found himself another squirrel friend. It looks just like the one I saw yesterday in our garden at home!" exclaimed Mrs Perkins...



"If only she knew," muttered Prunella to Griff. 
 Looking around, Sally spotted an old oak tree in which to set up her new home...



It had fantastic views of the rolling green Welsh hills on the left, lush green pasture land next to a lake on the right and the picturesque campsite down below. 
"Ideal!" squealed Sally.
Sally had only been in the campsite for a short while when bang, crash wallop.
Oh dear, Sidney the squirrel had clumsily knocked Sally to the ground.
"She's bumped her head!" exclaimed Prunella. 
Poor Sally was at first stunned but then she sat with a bemused expression on her face. As if hypnotised she couldn't stop looking into the eyes of the ever so handsome Sidney the squirrel.
"At last," chuckled Prunella, "a happy ending to the Silly Tale of Sally the Squirrel."
The two squirrels scampered off into the sunset together with their long fluffy tails neatly entwined.
Prunella looked at Griff, 
"Let's see if we can find you a big fat pigeon to chase Griff," and off she skipped, humming merrily to herself. 
Followed closely in pursuit by Griff, tail wagging and nose to the ground sniffing excitedly. 





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Have a fantastic October!
Until the next time, keep smiling,
 stay safe, happy and healthy.
Hugs to all.
xXx


Thank you kindly for your visit.
We dearly appreciate your comments and hope you had as much fun reading Prunella's Blog as we had writing it.   
Happy Blogging!







20 comments:

  1. Oh, this is a wonderful story. I didn't have a croissant at hand but I did make myself a nice cup of tea and settled down with a cookie to enjoy it. What fun.
    Amalia
    xo

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  2. Hello Prunella, I enjoyed the story about Sally the squirrel. Your Griff is adorable. I love all the pretty photos too. I just finished my coffee. Thanks for sharing this fun post. Happy Wednesday, enjoy your day!

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  3. Oh, my sweet Prunella, what a lovely time I had visiting with you this morning. I sipped on my morning coffee while enjoying your tale.

    Have a beautiful October! Hugs!

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  4. Oh my dear Prunella, so a amazing story and the pictures are really great - I love them all, but the Sheltie is my favourite ;-)
    I love dogs, and this is a beautiful dog - our Coco (giant schnauzer) have here a friend it's a Sheltie too!
    Greetings and many sunny october days
    Kirsi

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  5. Prunella thanks for delighting us with this lovely story! What a gift you have to find the magic in all things of nature. I love all the pictures, it's impossible to decide which one is the most beautiful and I also love squirrels but the local especies is very shy and rarely come to people's gardens. Greetings!

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  6. what a wonderful tale, connecting nature with your wonderful imagination!! awesome pictures and that vw van, if you can get me one of those - i'll pick you up and we can go for a joy ride!!!

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  7. I'm so reliefed now that at the end Sally's dramatic day had a happy end!

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  8. Sally the Squirrel had quite the adventure. How lucky to have fallen to Prunella's garden, making new friends, seeing so much beauty and then a free trip to Wales. Just wonderful.

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  9. I so enjoyed that excellent story and its very happy ending. : )
    The pictures to go along with it were just wonderful.
    Your son did a fantastic job drawing the van!

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  10. Hi Prunella,
    thank you for this so lovely Squirrel-Tale! I enjoyd it much and also all the wonderful pictures!
    Happy october,
    Love and hugs, Claudia xo

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  11. What a beautiful and CAPTIVATING WAY OF WRITING dear Prunella!!!

    You took me into the magical world of Sally and her thrilling adventures.
    It was amazing feeling to feel all this wonderful experience through your delicate and appealing description my friend.
    Really enjoyed and loved the story !

    Absolutely awesome photos. Truly delightful and interesting!

    Loved the squirrel, the Grif and flowers!
    K
    You should write story books .as lovely writing and sweet pics create magic!

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  12. What an adventure Sally the Squirrel had! It was partly a true horror story, I would be very afraid sitting behind that awful witch - excellent drawing, you son's got talent 💕 We don't have in Finland that kind of squirrels, at least have not seen. I love your stories and photos - Griff is a cutie <3 and Ed the Red so handsome <3 I wish peaceful atumn days to Prunella and all her friends at Prunella's patch!

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  13. I think Sally weent to sleep and dreamt the whole adventure. Maybe she had been eating too many nuts or found some cheese left out out for the bird? I'm so pleased everything turned out well for her and it was very special to meet Griff and to read about how he looked after Sally.

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  14. Wow !! What a beautiful post, dear Prunella !!
    Always nice to visit your blog !!
    Greetings

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  15. Oh my! What an ordeal poor little Sally has had! That horrible witch (that your son so wonderfully portrayed) should have crashed on her broom, but so glad that beautiful Griff came along to help her out. Loved seeing all the pretty birds and the amazing camp-site, and of course, Sally the squirrel. I love a happy ending! Sending hugs xo Karen

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  16. I'm glad that Sally Squirrel's adventure ended happily thanks to her encounter with some of Prunella's helpful friends. I look forward to further tales from Prunella's Patch with more fantastic photos and illustrations. I love the camper van picture. Wishing Prunella and friends a happy October.

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  17. Oh my!
    What a wonderful post.
    Loved the story and all of your fabulous photographs.
    Well done to your youngest son, I loved the drawing of the Camper Van he did for you.

    Enjoy your October

    All the best Jan

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  18. Oh, Prunella, what a wonderful, thrilling tale and as an extra bonus the lovely photos of Griff, the little birds and your Rosa Californica. (Pity there wasn't a photo of Willamina the Wise; she sounds fascinating.)
    I had coffee and gingerbread biscuits. Thank you for a wonderfully relaxing moment. :)
    Have a happy weekend! Big hugs!

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  19. Wow ....... really a great post.
    With a lot of interest and restrained breath I have read this beautiful post. I'm really impressed. Your story is also very beautifully framed with beautiful pictures and great beautiful drawings.
    My compliments.

    Sincerely, Helma

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