The next new place Dally woke up to was on the first day of February. This time he was sitting on the basket of a striped green, pink, purple and red balloon.
It was very early in the morning and there was a street lamp shining brightly in his face.
Dally saw he had come to a small fishing village he recognised as Robin Hood’s Bay in Yorkshire. He breathed in the sea air surrounding him and watched the little town waking up, its lights blinking on in the small windows of the houses.
Dally loved the sounds of the waves washing the shoreline and decided to make a special journey around the entire Yorkshire Moors.