Week beginning 18.1.21

Augustus looked gloomy.  Now he was doomed to work on the boat with this man and his gigantic, black dog.  "I can't pay too much," said the man, "but you'll get food and drink.  What's your name?"  "Augustus," was the reply.  "Augustus," boomed the man.  "Can't call you that.  You'll be Gus and I'm Jim." Just then, a seagull swooped over the boat and scooped up a black, plastic bag.

Separate spellings -

bloom

gloom

loot