The night was cold, the sky was black, the window rattled...(tap tap tap). "There&`&s someone there,I&`&m sure of it!" Sir Sam sit. Well, we were scared, but not our Gran. She went to look: it is a man. A tattered coat, a huge black hat... Look- it&`&s a pirate! I am Pat. Pat hunted in his heavy pack. What has he found? It is a map. "But that&`&s my home!" says Gran. "Look, lad, you can&`&t just dig here." Pat is sad. He starts to frown. Ooh, this looks bad! Gran says,"I mean it!" Pat is mad. But does he listen? Not a bit! Now look at him- Pat in a pit. A bang, a clang, what has he hit? A treasure chest! Pat shouts, I did it! Well done Pirate Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat!