Uncle McBuzz didn't take long to appear, and soon they were all piling into the van.
"I want a window seat!" said Bazzil.
Bizzy sat next to him.
"You'd better behave today Bazzil! Mrs Bee said that everyone would be brought home if there was any misbehaviour".
Bazzil huffed and puffed. "I'll do my best" he scowled.

The van chugged along the dirt track and out of Honeycombe Hill.
The funfair was only about 2 miles away, and Buzzy was already impatient.
"Oh I wish the van could go faster!" he said.
"Well" said Bizzy, "Uncle McBuzz is a very careful driver. He won't drive any faster than needs be". As Bizzy sat back in her seat, she smoothed her hair and tightened her ribbons. Today was going to be great!

As the van stopped at the edge of the field, the Beezles were already undoing their seatbelts.
"Oh look!" cried Fuzzy as she pointed to the Big Wheel.
Fuzzy jumped up and down with excitement.
Everyone got off the bus and Mrs Bee told everyone to stay in line and walk in an orderly fashion.

Chewy saw the candy floss stall and asked Mrs Bee if he could buy some. Chewy liked candy floss!
The other Beezles had toffee apples, which were lovely and juicy, with wooden sticks to hold them with.
Bizzy tugged at Uncle McBuzzs' sleeve.
"Please Uncle, can we go on the merry go round?" she asked.
"Of course!" said Uncle McBuzz.
The Beezles stood in line and Mrs Bee bought seven tickets.
Everyone climbed on, and Bizzy chose a rocking horse to sit on.
Bazzil was in the red fire engine at the driving seat, with Chewy and Philip sitting behind him.
Ting ting!
The man rang the bell and the merry go round began to turn.
Uncle McBuzz and Mrs Bee waved at the Beezles as they went round and round and round.

When the ride had stopped, they moved on to the Big Wheel.
"I'm a bit scared" said Chewy, and Zubby agreed.
"We'll just wait here and wave to you all" said Zubby.
Bizzy made sure that her safety belt was fastened tightly, and soon the big wheel began to turn.
"I don't feel well" said Fuzzy.
"I thought you liked the big wheel!" Buzzy replied.
"I do! I think I've eaten too much candy apple!" moaned Fuzzy.

Uncle McBuzz was watching Fuzzy. She didn't look very well at all!
He asked the man to stop the ride and let Fuzzy off.
"I'm sorry Sir" said the man. "I can't stop the wheel, it is on a timer".

"Oh dear" thought Uncle. Any minute now Fuzzy was going to turn green!
Soon the ride ended and Fuzzy was a little wobbly when her feet were on firm ground.
"Are you alright Fuzzy/" asked Mrs Bee.
Everyone had gathered round, very concerned.
"I'll be fine in a minute or two" replied Fuzzy.

Everyone sat on a bench until Fuzzy felt better.

Next, the group headed for the hoopla.
The man gave everyone wooden hoops, and they all had to try and throw the hoops so that they landed on a little peg.
If your hoop landed  on a peg, the man gave you a prize.
"I've got one! I've got one!" cried Buzzy.
The man gave Buzzy a giant cuddly toy, which Bizzy thought was very beautiful. It was fluffy and white with a huge red bow tied round it's neck.

The Beezles went round every single stall and went on every single ride!
It had been a very tiring day, and soon it was time to go home.

As Uncle McBuzz drove the big yellow van back to Honeycombe Hill, Chewy and Buzzy and Zubby all fell asleep!
When the van stopped at Mrs Bee's shop, Mrs Bee had to waken her friends who were asleep.
They all piled into Mrs Bee's shop and had some warm milk and a nutmeg cookie.
Unlce McBuzz walked with each Beezle to their own little house, and everyone thanked him and Mrs Bee for a lovely day.

Have you ever been to the funfair?

THE END

Mrs Bee thought she might read the story of Oona and Blub. The Beezles liked to hear the stories of Oona the Eskimo girl and her pet seal Blub!
Everyone was very excited as they waited for Mrs Bee to arrive that night. Bizzy had put on her white fluffy housecoat, as she felt a little chilly. Zubby, Bazzil and Buzzy didn't feel cold at all, but they did have slippers on.
Soon Mrs Bee arrived at Bizzy's house and everyone ran to the door to greet her.
"Hello Mrs Bee!" the Beezles cried.
"Hello everyone!" said Mrs Bee.
"Now, everyone brush your teeth and into bed. Then we can begin".

Soon, The Beezles were tucked up in their beds, ready for Mrs Bee to begin.

Once upon a time
There lived a little Eskimo girl called Oona. Oona lived in an igloo with her pet seal Blub. They did everything together and were very good friends indeed.
One day, Oona and Blub were tidying out their igloo.
"Look at all these bones!" said Oona.
Blub blushed bright red. He was very very guilty for leaving fish-bones lying around!
"I'm sorry Oona" said Blub and he hung his head in shame.
"It's alright" said Oona, "we can tidy them up together".
So Oona and Blub tidied and tidied till there wasn't a single fishbone in sight.
"Now, we're going to have to find somewhere to put these bones" said Oona.
"I know where to put them!"Blub squealed.
"We can take them as far away from here as we can walk, and them bury them in the snow!".
"Great idea Blub" said Oona, and off they went to bury the bones.

The snow was very deep and Oona had special shoes on to help her walk.
Blub sat on the yellow sledge with the fish bones, and Oona pulled the sledge along. Soon, they were tired and Oona stopped the sledge.
"I think we can bury them here Blub" she said.
Blub slithered off the sledge and together they began to dig a hole.
Then, Blub passed the bones one by one to Oona, who dropped them into the hole. When every single bone was in the hole, Oona and Blub covered the hole with snow.
"There now!" said Oona as she dusted her hands. "Job done!".

As Oona and Blub made their way back to the igloo, they met Pop the Polar Bear.
"Hello Pop" said Oona.
"Hello Oona" said Pop. "Where have you been?"
"Blub and I have been burying bones!" said Oona.
"Burying bones? what kind of bones?" Pop replied.
Oona laughed and put her hands on her hips.
"What kind of bones? Why, Polar bear bones of course!"

Pop look puzzled.
"Polar bear bones? where did you get them from?"
Oona clapped her hands and giggled at Pop.
"Oh Pop you are silly! YOU are the Polar Bear! It was fish bones we were burying!".
Blub and Oona rolled in the snow, kicking their legs in the air, and laughing at silly old Pop.
Pop began to laugh too, and soon the three friends were throwing snow at one another and having lots of fun!

Oona Blub and Pop like eating fish. Do you?

THE END

Fuzzy was drawing a picture. It was such a horrid day that she'd decided to stay home and read some books and maybe do some colouring in.
There was so much to do indoors if you really thought about it, and Fuzzy was having a really good day.
Just as she was about to use her red pen, there was a knock at the door.
Fuzzy answered to see Bizzy standing with rain dripping from her nose.
"Oh  hello there Bizzy. It's terrible weather today! Come in!"
Bizzy stepped into the hall and sighed.
"I just wondered if you'd like to come to Mrs Bee's shop for an orange juice and a slice of cake" said Bizzy.
Fuzzy didn't really feel like going anywhere at all, but she could see that Bizzy looked very sad.
"Sure" said Fuzzy. "I'll just get my raincoat and umbrella" and with that off she went to the cupboard to fetch her things.

As the girls walked to Mrs Bee's shop they could hear Buzzy, Bazzil and Zubby having fun in the rain. They were jumping in the puddles to see who could make the biggest splash.
Zubby had mud splashes on his face and he looked like he had measles!
Bizzy and Fuzzy waved, and carried on to the shop.
As they entered, the little bell tinkled and Mrs Bee appeared from the back.
"Hello girls! What terrible weather we're having today" said Mrs Bee.
"Hello Mrs Bee " said Fuzzy and Bizzy.
"Now give me those wet coats and I'll hang them up, and then we'll get you a nice hot drink". Mrs Bee took their coats and soon they both had a glass of hot orange and toasted pancakes on a plate.
"Mmm. These pancakes are lovely Mrs Bee" said Fuzzy.
Mrs Bee smiled at Fuzzy.
She was concerned about Bizzy. Bizzy was normally very chatty, but today she was quiet and was picking at her pancake.
Wiping her hands on her crisp white apron, Mrs Bee sat at the table with Fuzzy and Bizzy,
"Are you feeling alright today Bizzy?" asked Mrs Bee.
Bizzy nodded and sipped at her orange juice.
"Are you sure?" Mrs Bee asked.
Bizzy sighed again.
"Well, I feel so silly but I can't stop thinking about red wellington boots. I saw cousin Beebee with a pair last year, and I've always wanted some, but I know I'll never have them!" Bizzy replied.
"It's not that there's anything wrong with my pink wellies, I just like the red ones".

Mrs Bee was deep in thought. Bizzy was a very kind Beezle, and was always doing things to help others. She never asked for anything and was happy to help everyone on Honeycombe Hill.
When Uncle McBuzz called by that evening, Mrs Bee would be sure to have a word with him.

The next morning Bizzy was up bright and early. She stretched her arms and yawned. She gave the birds some breadcrumbs, brushed her teeth and her hair, and skipped all the way to Mrs Bee's shop. Bizzy was running low on honey and milk. Mrs Bee would have those things in her shop.
As Bizzy entered the shop, Uncle McBuzz was chatting to Mrs Bee.
"Good morning!" called Bizzy.
"Good morning Bizzy! Uncle McBuzz has something for you" said Mrs Bee.
Uncle McBuzz handed Bizzy a brown paper parcel tied with string.
"I hope you like them"said Uncle McBuzz, and he winked at Mrs Bee.
Bizzy tore open the brown paper, and much to her surprise there inside the paper were the most beautiful pair of shiny red wellington boots!

"Oh Uncle McBuzz! How did you know?" said Bizzy.
"Well now" Uncle McBuzz laughed. "I have a special radar that beeps when Bizzy the Beezle wants something!" and he winked at Mrs Bee again.

Bizzy was delighted! She put the wellington boots on right away and danced a little jig right there in the middle of the shop.
Mrs Bee and Uncle McBuzz laughed.
"Thankyou so much!" Bizzy exclaimed, and in her excitement she skipped all the way home without the honey and milk!

THE END

One day as Paddy sailed his ship, the sky became very grey indeed.
The wind was whistling and the sea was becoming very choppy. Paddy knew that there was a storm ahead. He prepared to ride the waves and was having fun as his ship bobbed up and down on the crest of the waves.
Suddenly, a huge wave swept over his ship and turned it upside down!
The waves tossed Paddy's ship around like a toy and Paddy clung to the handrail as tightly as he could.
"Ooo-er Jim m'lad!!" Paddy shouted as the salty water splashed on his face and soaked him to the skin.
Paddy could feel his hands slipping on the wet rail, and before he could stop himself he had been thrown from his ship into the angry ocean.
"glug,glug,glug" gulped Paddy as the water went in his mouth.
He tried to swim but the waves were too strong and soon Paddy had no strength left to do anything but float!

Paddy woke up and looked around.
"Where am I?" he said out loud.
He could see trees and flowers, grass and birds, and oh! goodness, there were little houses too!
"Eeek! I'm on dry land!" Paddy cried. He stood up and took off his boots.
"Splosh! Splash!" Paddy emptied the water from his boots onto the grass.
He took off his shirt and wrung it out then hung it over a branch to dry.
Paddy looked around him. He cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted as loud as he could.
"Helllllloooooo! Is there anybody here!!!?"

Philip Frog almost jumped right out of the pond! What on earth was all that shouting?
Fuzzy peeked round from behind a tree. Who was making all that noise?!
Buzzy and Bizzy who'd been helping Mrs Bee to stack the honeypots stopped and stared in the direction of the voice.
"Hellllllllloooooo!!" Paddy called again.

Everyone raced to the edge of the woods. This was where the noise was coming from.
"Oh look!" squealed Bizzy as she pointed at Paddy. "A pirate!".
Everyone stared in amazement at Paddy.
"Who are you?" asked Buzzy, sticking his chest out and trying to be very brave.
Bizzy hid behind his back. Pirate's were bad! Bizzy was afraid.
"I'm Paddy the good pirate" said Paddy. *My ship was caught in a storm at sea, and somehow I've landed here. Where is this place I'm standing in?"
Bizzy pulled herself up to her full height and said in a very small voice,
"This is Honeycombe Hill. Did you say you were a good pirate?"
Paddy threw back his head and laughed a hearty chuckle.
"Yes me hearty! I am indeed a very good pirate". He stood with his hands on his hips and Fuzzy could not stop staring at his big black boots with the shiney silver buckles.
"Now then!" said Paddy. "Can anyone help me to get out of here? I really must find my ship before the bad pirates get it and steal my belongings"

The Beezles didn't know what to say, or what to do,.
"I'll go and find Uncle McBuzz" said Bizzy. "or Mrs Bee" and with that she scuttled away.

Uncle McBuzz was snoozing in his comfy armchair at home. He'd had his lunch and decided to have a nap.
"Uncle McBuzz! Come quickly!" cried Bizzy as she knocked on his door.
Uncle McBuzz rubbed his eyes and put his spectacles back on his nose.
Was he dreaming? He was sure he had heard someone calling his name.
"UNCLE MCBUZZ!!!" called Bizzy as she knocked on his door.
"Bizzy my child! Whatever is the matter?" asked Uncle as he opened the door and saw Bizzy shaking in her shoes.
"Oh Uncle McBuzz there's a pirate at the edge of the woods! He said his ship was caught in a storm at sea and he's somehow ended up here! On Honeycombe Hill!!"
"Now now Bizzy, calm down. Let me just get my jacket and we'll go and see this pirate."
Uncle McBuzz thought Bizzy must be seeing things. A pirate here in the garden at Honeycombe Hill? Never!

As they approached the woods, Bizzy and Uncle McBuzz could hear Fuzzy and Buzzy, Philip Frog and Zubby all giggling.
Pirate Paddy ws telling them some stories of his adventures at sea.
He was a funny pirate!

"Hello Sir" said Paddy when he saw Uncle McBuzz approaching.
Uncle McBuzz tipped his hat and smiled.
"Hello young man. I believe your ship was caught in a storm?"
"That's right m'lad. Ive landed here and I don't know how!" Paddy replied.
"I really must be on my way. I have to save my ship from the bad pirate's."

Unlce McBuzz rubbed his chin.
"Right then. If you climb on my back, I can fly you to the ocean and we can search for your ship"

Paddy slapped his leg. "That's the stuff! So when can we go?"
"We can go right now if you wish" said Uncle McBuzz.

Paddy said his farewells to the Beezles and their friends, and waved goodbye as Uncle McBuzz flew out of the garden.

"Oh he was very nice!" said Fuzzy.
"Yes.! And his stories were funny too!" said Buzzy. "I hope he comes back some day soon. I liked him"

Uncle McBuzz flew as fast as he could over the seas until he saw a red and gold ship bobbing about on the water.
This would make for a great bedtime story when he got back to Honeycombe Hill.
As he left Paddy the pirate standing on board his trusted ship, Uncle McBuzz couldn't wait to get back to Honeycombe Hill and tell the Beezles all about it.

Maybe Uncle McBuzz will tell all you boys and girls the story too!!

THE END