We’d been in the ocean for a few hours when we spotted a bird flying towards us. We slowed down as it reached us.
As the bird arrived overhead it said, ‘Ahoy, sailors and swimmers, you look like you are in need of rest and refreshments. I am Molly Mook, landlady of the Rowdy Rook in Ulladulla, and I invite you to join us for lunch.’
I said we were doing well,
but the offer sounded as swell
as the wave just approaching,
so how faraway is the Rook
as the crow flies, Molly Mook.
Molly laughed, before saying, ‘It is nine nautical miles as the crow flies, and I should know, for I am one; not a rook, I am a crow, and I fly as a crow flies.’
It didn’t sound too much of a detour, and Molly seemed like a very chirpy character, so with the agreement of the others I said,
‘We’d like to visit the Rowdy Rook,
so without a second look,
please lead us there chuck.’
The Rowdy Rook has a Familiar Look
Molly said the harbour would be quite busy, so she took us up to the beach above, and we walked down Ocean Street to the Rowdy Rook; I’d shape-shifted out of dolphin by then of course!
The Rowdy Rook was as welcoming as Molly had promised, and had a warm and friendly familiar look.
It was full of corvids of all types, and played some vids that made you think cor! The Black Crowes, Byrds and Eagles were particularly good.
We were ravenous by the time our mag pies arrived, and they fitted the bill, so we made sure to send our appreciation to the Rowdy Rook cook.