Henrietta the Hairy Haggis III
Page 1 - Illustration of Henrietta with
Book Title
Pages 2 & 3 – Illustration of
Henrietta with her family.
Henrietta lived in a beautiful Scottish
Highland Glen with her mum, Harriet, dad Harry and her 12 haggis brothers and sisters.
Henrietta was the youngest of 13,
unlucky for some, but she felt blessed that she had such a wonderful
family.
Pages 4 & 5 - Illustration of Henrietta in a lovely Highland Glen eating heather.
Her life was blissfully happy and carefree. Every day she would play in the sunshine and forage for purple heather, a favourite feast for a haggis.
Pages 6 & 7 - Illustration of
Henrietta running clockwise round the hill.
She was a left-legged haggis as her two left legs were longer than her right. This allowed her to run clockwise round the hill without falling off.
Pages 8 & 9 - Illustration of Henrietta eating her porridge with her 12 siblings
On the morning of August the 12th Henrietta woke up to glorious sunshine. She sat down at the table to eat her mother’s porridge sweetened with purple heather honey.
Pages 10 & 11 - Illustration of Mr & Mrs Haggis lecturing Henrietta of the dangers of leaving the den after the hunting season had started
Her mum and dad insisted that, as the hunting season started today she wasn’t allowed out of the den.
Pages 12 & 13 – Illustration of Henrietta sneaking out off the den
On the whole Henrietta was a good haggis but sometimes she ignored her parents’ advice.
She couldn’t resist the bright summer sunshine and, in a fit of rage, sneaked out of the den even though the hunting season had already started.
Pages 14 & 15 – Illustration of Henrietta gambolling in the heather
She gambolled and munched on the heather and harebells full of the joys of summer until she came across a haggis hunt.
Pages 16 & 17 – Illustration of the lots of huntsmen and hounds
There were, what seemed like, 100’s of hungry hounds and big burly huntsmen. Henrietta was terrified because she knew if they caught her they would eat her for dinner.
Pages 18 & 19 – Illustration of Henrietta cowering in the heather.
She cowered in the heather quiet as a field mouse but, unfortunately, one of the dogs saw her.
Pages 20 & 21 – Illustration of a hound coming after Henrietta
It came running after her at breakneck speed and, in her fear and confusion, she ran the wrong way round the hill.
Pages 22 & 23 – Illustration of Henrietta running the wrong way round the hill and rolling down the hill
This was a nigh on impossible feat for a left-legged haggis and she lost her balance and tumbled over and over and over down the hillside.
Pages 24 & 25 – Illustration of Henrietta stopping with a bump outside Bertie’s badger set.
She kept rolling and rolling until she landed with a bump at the bottom of the hill right outside a badger set.
Pages 26 & 27 – Illustration of Henrietta knocking frantically on the door of the badger set.
She knocked frantically at the door, screaming that the hounds were after her. The door was opened by Bertie the badger.
Pages 28 & 29 – Illustration of Bertie talking to Henrietta
“What’s all the noise about” said Bertie.
“The hounds are after me” shouted
Henrietta
“Come in quickly” says Bertie and
promptly shut the door behind her.
Pages 30 & 31 – Illustration of the dogs digging at the door of the badger set.
The hounds dug at the door of the set, howling loudly, but luckily they couldn’t get in and soon gave up.
Pages 32 & 33 – Illustration of Henrietta crying
Although safe, Henrietta started sobbing.
“What’s wrong” asked Bertie.
Henrietta explained that, even though
she was safe from the huntsmen and their dogs, she would never be able to climb
back up the hill to her home with her wee short legs. Bertie comforted her and promised to take her
home.
Pages 34 & 35 – Illustration of Bertie climing the hill with Henrietta on his back.
True to his word Bertie climbed the steep hill with Henrietta clinging on tightly to his back and returned her to her family.
Pages 36 & 37 – Illustration of Henrietta reunited with her family
Henrietta and her family were overjoyed and couldn’t thank Bertie enough. Henrietta learnt her lesson and never left the den during the hunting season ever again.
© Mary Chandler, 2015
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