Algy travelled on a wee bit further, and paused again to survey the scenery around him. This was evidently no place to look for Christmas trees! The landscape was comprised almost entirely of bare rock, scrubby grasses and peat bogs – and to make matters worse, it was not at all easy to proceed on foot. He would have to find a hiding place for his sack of baubles, and then fly further afield to search for trees from the air.
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