The weather was a wee bit disappointing for the time of year, considering that it was the height of summer … Algy decided to go down to the jetty to see if anything was happening there, but all he found was a pile of empty creels. Resolutely, he fluffed up his feathers and held on tightly as the biting wind swept down the Sound behind him from the wild ocean beyond.

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