Simon the Seagull and Sillee, his friend the pink shark with purple braces, were looking for Ollie the Octopus on the shore. "There he is!" shouts Simon.

Out of the sand comes Ollie, waving and then falling onto the ground, his ten tentacles of skates rocking him from one step to the other. He falls headfirst, landing on his face and stomach, giving out a large burp. "Welcome, my friends," says Ollie. "Come ashore and to my birthday party. There will be magic. Everyone is coming."

"Here we come," says Simon and Sillee together.

Simon the Seagull and Sillee, his friend the pink shark with purple braces, were looking for Ollie the Octopus on the shore. "There he is!" shouts Simon.

Out of the sand comes Ollie, waving and then falling onto the ground, his ten tentacles of skates rocking him from one step to the other. He falls headfirst, landing on his face and stomach, giving out a large burp. "Welcome, my friends," says Ollie. "Come ashore and to my birthday party. There will be magic. Everyone is coming."

"Here we come," says Simon and Sillee together.

Simon the Seagull and Sillee, his friend the pink shark with purple braces, were looking for Ollie the Octopus on the shore. "There he is!" shouts Simon.

Out of the sand comes Ollie, waving and then falling onto the ground, his ten tentacles of skates rocking him from one step to the other. He falls headfirst, landing on his face and stomach, giving out a large burp. "Welcome, my friends," says Ollie. "Come ashore and to my birthday party. There will be magic. Everyone is coming."

"Here we come," says Simon and Sillee together.