It was a beautiful morning. The air was clear, the sea glistened in the sun; blue and inviting.
In a quiet rocky cove by the sea the PH 'Save the World' team were waiting patiently for their snorkelling lesson.
Across the bay could be heard the faint shrieks of their students enjoying themselves at the Kalamar Bay Beach club: jumping off the sea trampoline and whizzing round on pedaloes. The new time-out strategies that the SAS were using seemed to be working well - a simple raft floating well away from everyone else: cooling off had taken on a whole new meaning...
Back at base camp - a large white villa with extensive gardens, infinity pool and jacuzzi,- Lyn was busy organising Mrs C's notes for her lecture on 'Snorkelling and the world of Espionage' that she planned to give later that day. A smile hovered over her face. Organising Mrs C's paperwork was such a delightful job: stress free and easy peasy, with everything clearly labelled, named and colour coded so that Lyn just had to put them into the appropriate files. If only everyone could be so organised she thought... However, she did need some more plastic wallets - and she knew where to get them from.
In a quiet corner nearby was a small office. Well, it has to be said that it looked more like a potting shed than an office, with it's wooden panelling and small, rather grubby windows. Indeed, you could just make out gardening tools and bags of compost if you peered into the murky interior. But Lyn knew that was just a cover. She'd spotted the men in black furtively entering the building - and she knew that the key was hidden under the third flower pot on the left. Right now the men in black were all down at the harbour, surreptitiously hiring a small flotilla of boats to take the PH 'Save the World' team out to search for the missing equilibrium. Alison had gone with them to select the crews...
Lyn approached the office cautiously and slowly. It was imperative that she wasn't seen. Thinking fast - replaying in her head the many detective films she had watched in the last 5 years - Lyn decided to adopt the clever, yet slightly startling methods of the master sleuth - Sherlock Holmes. She sneezed and reached into her pocket, removing a linen handkerchief with the initials PA in the corner. But then - and this was the clever bit - she dropped the handkerchief near the flowerpot. Yes, near the third flowerpot on the left under which the key lay! The plan was working like clockwork. She was so pleased that all those years of dedication to the king of detectives had paid off. But as she went to lift up the flower pot (the aforementioned 3rd from the left) she heard a voice. And the voice said
"I wouldn't do that if I was you..."
OMG it was Chris M! What was he doing here? How was he involved? Lyn was dumbstruck ( a pretty rare occurence) and it fell to Chris to get the key and open the door to the office.
"It could be bugged", Chris whispered as the door opened. But neither of them could supress a gasp when they saw what was inside...
Meanwhile, the snorkelling lesson had begun. The expert in the field, Mrs C, had completed her demonstration - although sadly no one could hear her under the water. But no matter. Everyone loved their digital radio snorkels. Barbara was hooked on the science channel and had already swum off to the sounds of dolphins diving. Emma had tuned into 'Bowls 'r' Us', although she was a little disappointed to discover it offered round the clock commentary of bowls tournaments in Bognor Regis and Worthing. Kate just loved the classic fm orchestral blasts that were coming through and Sally was groovin' and movin' to the cool toons of radio 1.
Yep, the snorkels went down well in the end - although that made everyone splutter. Just as long as the snorkels could recieve a GPS signal then the world would be saved, the missing equilibrium would be discovered and life could return to normality for the brave folks of PH.
But....... , there has to be a but of course........it is well known that whatever Kalkan may be famed for, it does not rank highly on receiving satelite navigation signals. Oh yes, there are problems ahead and the missing equilibrium may not be at the fingertips of the PH 'save the world' crew as they seem to believe. And what is it with Emma and the bowls?
Tune in on your snorkel tomorrow to hear what happens...
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