Chapter IX Fire and Sunlight
Grant Mitchell and Phill Mitchell were on a beach in Welsh.
Phill Mitchell was swimming with his rubber ring in the sea.
Grant Mitchell was enjoying the sun. They needed a break and it so happaned that they traced one of vins men here. They followed him using Grant Mitchells skillets he learned when as his time in the S.A.S.
Phill Mitchell was was now drying off on his towle. A panicked man ran to Grant Mitchell screaming in some froran lamuage.
" HOLP HOLP"! Grant Mitchell asked Phill Mitchell what he was saying.
PhilL Mitchell took over he was fluarnt at wlesh because of his course in the university of wlesh.
Phill Mitchell said" He is saying help Holp 'm' m ymbarel traeth wedi chwythu i ffwrdd ar gyflymder uchel! Said the wlesh man.
Phill Mitchell said I will handle this and replyed caimly to the wlesh man with "Mae hynny n crys n glws ble cawsoch chi ei gael Boyo They were going to sort the mans problem they rented a speed boat to get the mans umbrella back.
Phill Mitchells howaiian shirt was blowin in the breez. The the boat was going at 60 mph to catch up with the umbella.
They fried harpoons at the umbrealla. A harpoon hit! They Grant Mitchell pulled in the umbrella. They gave the wlesh man hes umbrella back he was happy with Grant Mitchell and Phill Mitchell he said thank you in his strange tounge and went back to sun bathing.
Later that day after the wlesh mans problems were fixed they lit a camp fire out in the beach as they had no hotel to slep in.
They wlesh man left with sunburn where the harpoon had ripped the umbrella.
Grant Mitchell left wlesh with a happy face.
