And off he flew leaving Sammy to think about

paint and polish and pep-me-up drinks. Sammy

wasn’t sure any of them would help, but perhaps

it wouldn’t harm to try them.

So he waited for the spaceships to return. He waited... and waited... and waited,

feeling more miserable than ever. He was quite sure they’d forgotten all about him.

But they hadn’t!

One day, all three arrived

TOGETHER!

Jimmy flew up and said, “Sorry I couldn’t come sooner. I’ve been so busy! But I haven’t forgotten your pep-me-up drink.”

“Pep-me-up drink!” said Jenny. “What nonsense! That won’t help you. It’s my polish you need, not some stupid drink!”

“Don’t listen to those two fools,” said Johnny. “They don’t know what they’re talking about! You’ll feel as good as new after I’ve put a new lick of paint on you.”

“Well, I think...,” Sammy said.

“Paint!” said Jimmy. “What rubbish! Paint isn’t going to help a jot and neither is any polish.”

“My polish is the finest you can buy,” said Jenny.

“Well, if you ask me....,” Sammy said.

“You can’t get any better paint than mine anywhere in the universe!” said Johnny.

“I don’t want to,” said Jenny, “because I know it would be a waste of money!”