Jaz was keen to go and see the boat wreck at low tide, and Uncle Mungo agreed to take her down there. When he asked Sam and George if they would like to come along for the drive, they shook their heads. ‘Nah, I have to clean out the guinea pig cage, and Sam said he’d help me,’ said George. As soon as Old Jock had disappeared back to his quarters and the others had driven off, Sam and George raced over to the shed and quickly climbed up the ladder. As they stepped out onto the floor of the loft, a little head poked out from behind a box, green eyes staring hugely at them. Sam beckoned to the child to follow them, and they all climbed back down. The child appeared to be quite pleased to be inside a house again, and was fascinated by it. The kitchen, living room, hallway, all were subjected to a thorough examination. He looked immensely relieved to see the toilet, and wasted no time shutting the door in their faces. When he came out again, Sam showed him the bathroom. ‘George, get some of your clothes – he’s closer to your size than mine.’ Meanwhile, Sam turned the taps on and began to fill the bathtub with warm water.
