Saturday, 5 November 2022

Mischief Managed

Mrs Beaver called the Neptunes as soon as they landed in France.

"Mr Neptune, Mrs B has just called apparently the little ones are on the roof!"
"Don't worry, my dear, I've got the little roof-top rascals!"
"It's okay, Mrs B, they're back down!"


Knowing that the little ones were safe, the Beavers picked up their higher car (that happened to be a two seater convertible!) and headed into Paris centre!


"Mr B, I do love the busy city traffic!"
"I'm glad one of us does!"


To de-stress after the long drive, Mr B set up his traveling art studio and got to painting the Eiffel Tower.


"I'll never not love painting this!"

Then he pusuaded Mrs B to stop by his most favourite building in all of France. Sleeping Beauty's castle at Disneyland Paris!

"Mr B, If the little ones find out we've been here without them, they're not going to be very happy with us!"


When they arrived home after their wonderful trip, Mr B decided to get his painted framed before picking up the little ones.


"Let me take pictures and put them on-line, I bet you'll get lots of interest on an on-line shop"
"On what line, Mrs B? A washing line?"


Next stop was to pick up the little ones. They really couldn't wait to hear all about their seaside getaway!

"MOMMA POPPA! YOU'RE HERE!"
"Oh we've missed you so much! How was your stay?"
"You might want to sit down in the deck chair for this, we've had quite an adventure"


To be continued...






Trip to Paris

Mrs B, suggested a little trip to Paris to get Mr B's creative juices flowing. He needed more paintings for his gallery as he'd sold all of his beach collection. The Neptune's offered to take the little ones for the weekend.

"Thank you so much for this! Now little ones, you behave for the Neptunes or we'll be getting a plane straight back!"

So off they went on their little adventure.


"Oh Mr B, I do love the airport. There's something so exciting about them!"


When checking in, they had a wonderful surprise. They had been upgraded to first class!


"I can't quite believe it Mr B! First class, oh I do feel posh!"


With first class came the complimentary Sylvanian Air Champaign Lounge. The Beavers where in airport bliss!


"Is it bad that I'm not worried about the little ones?"
"Not at all, Mrs B, they'll be absolutely fine!"


But as they settled in their first class seats, and the plane took off over Sylvania, they spotted the lighthouse, and with it some mischief was happening!


"Mr Beaver? Is that Michael and Jerome on the roof?!"
"we shall call the Neptunes as soon as we land!"

To be continued...











 

Mr B's New Gallery

 Mr Beaver, contacted his good friend, Mr Walnut, about the possibility of purchasing a property that could potentially be his gallery for his paintings. Mr Walnut had just the perfect place in mind!


"You know, Mr Beaver, I think this is it!"


Just like that, Mr B, bought the building. He just had to tell Mrs B now!

"I can't wait for opening night, Mr B!"


So that everyone was in good spirits before telling them he'd bought the gallery, Mr B treated the whole family to ice cream!



"How's your cookie dough Mrs B?"
"Delicious. Now why are we eating our delicious ice-creams in here? and why is it filled with your paintings?
"Well, I might have bought it!"

Mrs B, being supportive as ever, began to organise the gallery opening night. She was going to help make it a real success!

"Well here goes, Mrs B. Thank you for everything. I don't know what I'd do without you, the gallery looks incredible!"
"Mr B, it's your paintings that make it incredible. Now cheers to what will be a great evening!"


Opening night was a roaring success! Before Mr B evening finished his opening speech he sold his first painting!

"I want to thank you all for coming to my..."
"I'LL TAKE IT! SOLD!"
"Oh, right, great, yes!"


Mr B sold every painting. He couldn't quite believe it!


"I believe it dear, your marvellous!"
"Now we just have to get them ready for shipping!"


While wrapping and organising all the sold paintings, Michael decided to try his hand at a little bit of art.


"This is pretty easy!"



"If Poppa can sell all his paintings and make some cash, I reckon I can too! I need me a new set of tricycle wheels!"