Splodge pointed at the paper in Ruff’s hand. “Is that our list?”

“Yes,” Ruff said. “We wrote it this morning.”

Tumble nodded. “So tonight pack the suitcases, and then buy some film.”

Splodge suddenly gasped. “Oh no! I can’t find my passport!”

Mabel turned at once. “Don’t worry. look for it.”

“And help you,” Mildred added.

Ruff checked the clock. “What about tomorrow?”

“ meet Mabel in the afternoon,” Tumble replied.

“And leave home at four on Monday,” Ruff said.

Splodge looked out of the window. Dark clouds covered the sky.

“Uh-oh,” he whispered. “ rain soon.”

Ruff grabbed the coats. “Yes — take umbrellas.”

Splodge tried to carry two heavy bags at once. One bag slipped. “Oops!” he cried.

Tumble stepped forward immediately. “Don’t worry — carry one.”

Ruff smiled. “And walk you to the taxi.”