Protector Pouques- Nano-occupation of Guernsey

This is a children's story about how the Guernsey pouques helped the people of Guernsey during lockdown and stopped the coronavirus from spreading.

This is a children's story about how the Guernsey pouques helped the people of Guernsey during lockdown and stopped the coronavirus from spreading.


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By Guernsey Gwen

with help from 3 rd Guernsey Cubs

Nano-occupation of the Crownvirus 2020


Pouques are members of the fairy folk in the Channel Islands. Each island has its

own colony of pouques who like to live underground. They are very tiny, about

the size of toddlers, and like to wear hats and green clothes.

Only children can see and hear pouques. These fairy folk are quite mischievous,

but they do have a kind heart. If you ask them their name, they will always say

“P’tit Jean”, as they will never tell a human their real name.

Pouques are shape shifters and can change into animals and rocks. However,

when they change shape, adults can see them. The things they change into are

often coloured with green or orange fur or feathers, which is a big clue that

you’re looking at a pouque.


The fairy folk of Guernsey had been recovering from a sickness PV-20, and had

just started to go out and about, when all the Humans started falling ill. The

pouques had been sent a message to say that Gran’mère was livestreaming

information on the pouques’ Facebook page. They all joined the stream and

watched. A text was also sent to all their mobile phones.

Once again, the Humans on the island of Guernsey are

experiencing worrying times.

Their parents, grandparents, and great grandparents underwent

a loss of freedom which, in a way, is a little similar to what is

happening with the tiny virus or nano-occupation that we are

finding ourselves in today. In 1940, those Humans bravely

worked together to protect each other, and they survived the

war. They would be so proud of the humans today, that

Guernsey stubborn spirit has risen again, with a caring

community who are not hesitating to look out for other Humans.

The Human leaders in charge of the island are having to make

hard, difficult decisions to keep the people safe.

As you know, our recent pouque virus, PV-20, meant that we,

the fairy folk of this island, were locked down for a whole two

months. It was only now we have witch Guernsey Gill’s potion,

that we have all taken to stop us getting the virus that we can

resume normal life. Now this new COVID-19 is happening to the

Humans of Guernsey, and they have lost their freedom too. I

know that their resilience will help to see them through these

hard times.

The occupation ended 75 years ago, and during that time the

fairy folk of the island helped to keep the Humans safe. It is now

time to do that again. I am so proud of you, my fairy folk; I know

that you will not hesitate to pull out all the stops to help this

island community, looking out for them, and doing what you can

to keep the Humans safe in these difficult times.

March 2020


P’tite Jeanne and P’tit Jean looked at each other once the message had been


“Those poor humans,” said P’tit Jean to his sister sadly, “we’ve had a really

horrible time and now it’s their turn.”

The two pouques were quite concerned about the Robilliard children that they

often had adventures with, so they decided to visit them to check that they were


Now, fairy sickness does not affect humans, so it was safe for them to help out.

They took with them some very special alcohol gel that Grande Mabelle and

Grand Colin had made for the fairy folk to rub on their hands when they were ill

and had the virus. It was a very strong gel. Vraic (seaweed) had been gathered

from the seashore and potatoes had been fermented to make the alcohol to go

into the gel. The boiled seaweed was very pongy, but the fairy folk couldn't work

out how to get rid of the smell and had just had to put up with it during their

isolation, mainly by taking it in turns to stand upwind, away from each other.

All the humans had to stay in their houses and were only allowed out to do some

essential shopping and to get some exercise. The sickness was spreading

through all the population and it made old people, and those who were already

sick, have problems with their breathing, and sadly some of them had already

died. By staying in their houses, the sickness would not be able to spread as

much through the human population. This was called lockdown. Anyone who

did go out had to stay two metres away from any other humans. This was called

social distancing.


The two pouques each changed into a P’tite Maoue (seagull) and flew to Sammy

and Jacob’s house. The two birds perched on the window of Sammy’s room and

tapped with their beaks.

Picture drawn during lockdown by Sami-3 rd Guernsey Cubs

Sammy saw them and came across to open the window. Unfortunately, P’tit

Jean Maoue didn't move out of the way in time, and when Sammy flung the

window open, he fell off into the prickly bush below. Both Sammy and P’tite

Jeanne laughed. A very annoyed P’tit Jean flew back up and squawked every

time he picked a prickle out of himself.

The pouques asked Sammy how the family were. She told them that they were

not allowed to go to school, so they were doing projects at home using online

learning on the computer. The children said that it was OK, but that they missed

playing with their friends.


“What project are you doing now, then?” asked the pouques.

Sammy smiled. “Wait there,” she said, “and I will go and get it.”

She brought back a big scrap book and the two pouques peered inside. They had

changed back into their normal pouque appearance and were sitting on the

window seat.

“Hey, that‘s me!” cried P’tite Jeanne when she saw the drawing.

“Am I in there too? asked P’tit Jean.

“Yes, look!” said Sammy. P’tit Jean was very annoyed when he saw the picture.

“That's not fair!” he said, grumpily, “P’tite Jeanne has a really nice portrait of

her, and I get a picture with a bare bum.”

P’tite Jeanne laughed at her brother. Sammy had written all about their holiday

on Alderney when the naughty pouques had destroyed the sea wall. P’tit Jean

had been found sleeping on the railway line as a rock, with his trousers hanging

on a nearby tree.

“Oh, don't get into a grump,” said Sammy, “look, here is a nice picture that Jacob

drew of you.” P’tit Jean looked at picture and smiled.

The pouques then asked about other members of the family.


“Is everyone else alright? What about your parents, grandparents, and great

grandma Betty?”

“The old people all have to shield themselves,” said Jacob, who had now joined


“What’s that?” asked P’tit Jean.

“They are not allowed out of their homes. My mum is doing all their shopping

for them and then leaving it at the door. We talk to them using the video over

the computer.”

P’tite Jeanne presented the children with the fairy folk vraic gel.

“Wow!” said Sammy, “you can’t buy alcohol gel anywhere now.” She opened

the lid and squeezed some out, before choking. “Errg, what a horrible smell. It


“It’s good stuff,” said P’tite Jeanne, “it’s Grande pouque Mabelle’s recipe. She

and Grand Colin made loads of it. It kills the virus and guarantees everyone will

keep well clear of you. We can bring some more if you like.”

The children wrinkled up their noses. It smelt like rotting fish. They shook their

heads and politely said no.

The pouque maoues flew off. It was very strange to see Guernsey so deserted.

The shops were closed on the high street and even though it was a beautiful


warm day and the tide was out, no one was on the beaches. The maoues were

a bit disappointed that there was no one to poop on.

“Oh look, an empty bus travelling along the seafront.” P’tit Jean was quite

excited. “Come on, let’s use the bus as target practice.”

The two pouque maoues took it in turns to annoy the bus driver and fire poop

at the windscreen. The annoyed bus driver stopped the empty bus, waved his

hands and shouted at the birds. They both squawked a laugh and flew off. The

bus driver washed his windscreen and thought to himself that this was the most

excitement he had had all day. No humans were using the buses in the lockdown

except those who worked at the hospitals to make people better. The key

worker humans who were needed to make sure that there was electricity for

the homes and food in the shops mostly travelled by car. The bus driver felt like

a ghost driver, driving round the island with no people on board and hardly any

traffic on the roads.

The pouques looked at each other as they flew over the empty island and

wondered how they could help. They remembered what Sammy had said about

the shortage of alcohol gel and decided to go and get their leftover supplies to

give to the humans. As they were flying across the island with the gel, P’tit Jean

spotted a factory.

“Look, he pointed, “that says Guernsey Seaweed Company. Perhaps we can

leave it there. They will know what to do with it.”


The two pouques arrived at the big seaweed shed. They flew in through a gap in

the roof, put their vraic gel on the bench, and explored the factory. It wasn’t

long before they heard noises and a key in the door. They changed into green

and orange cats and padded towards the door, ready to slip out unnoticed. As

the door opened, the humans walked in, followed by a vicious looking ginger

cat, that immediately saw the pouques and hissed, its back arched and its tail

erect and shivering. Before the pouques had chance to do anything, the cat leapt

at them and the two humans grabbed them. The pouque cats froze. However,

the two humans carefully put them outside and P’tit Jean and P’tite Jeanne

quickly ran off, followed by the glare of the ginger cat. As the humans walked

towards the bench, they noticed the fairy vraic gel.

“What’s this?” the manager, Ben, asked and picked up a little bottle containing

a dark green gloopy liquid.

He opened it up and squirted a bit out. They both gasped and wrinkled their

noses, whilst the ginger cat meowed in horror and ran away to the back of the


“Phew, what a horrible smell. I wonder what’s in it?” asked Ben.

The other human, who was a scientist, took the gel and put a bit into a machine

that would tell her the ingredients.

“Oh look!” she said, “it’s an alcohol gel made of seaweed.” She pointed to a peak

on the graph. “That’s the chemical that’s the causing the smell, but I know how


to remove it.” The scientist turned to the manager. “We could make this for the

people of Guernsey to protect them, but how are we going to get the alcohol?”

“I know just the man,” said Ben, and he picked up his phone to call his friend,

the local gin distiller. “Luke, is that you? I have got a really good idea about how

you can use your distillery to help out.”

Picture drawn during lockdown by Tom-3 rd Guernsey cubs

Now children, I interrupt the story at this point to tell you that this special vraic

gel is now available on the island. It is being given out by St John Ambulance to

the people on the island who need it to keep safe in their jobs. Ben, from the

Guernsey Seaweed company worked out how to make it without the smell, and

Luke from the Guernsey Gin company provided the alcohol. When the pouques

found out that it was on sale they went and posed for the publicity photos. No

one from the Bailiwick press or ITV saw the pouques of course, but if you have a

look through the special pouque-cam, you can see them.


Seaweed Ben posing at the press briefing.

Let’s continue on with the story:

The maoues were flying back to their home after they had visited the Guernsey

seaweed shed, and they saw some humans delivering shopping for the old and

the sick.

“Humans aren’t that bad,” smiled P’tit Jean, “they can be quite kind to each


The maoues went a little closer to see what the humans were doing.

“Hey look!” said P’tite Jeanne, in a puzzled voice, “What are those tiny little balls

with crowns on coming out of that human’s mouth?


They watched as one of the sick humans came to the door to collect her

shopping. The little crown balls were being breathed out by the sick person. The

birds looked around them and realised that some of the non-sick people on the

street were also breathing out the same balls. They flew to the hospital and

looked through the window. The air was full of the same little balls from the sick

people on the wards.

The pouques looked at each other in amazement – they realised that they could

see which humans had the sickness because those humans were breathing out

the little crown balls. They knew how important this was and headed back to tell

Sammy and Jacob. They explained to her what they could see. Sammy excitedly

told her mother.

“Now dear, don't be silly,” said her mother, “nobody can see the virus germs

which cause the sickness, because they’re just too small.”

The two children were horrified and wondered what to do. The adults didn't

believe them.

“I know,” said Sammy, “we’ll write you some notes to drop for the people who

look perfectly well but have the sickness.”

The two children wrote lots of little notes and gave them to the pouques in a

small bag. The pouque maoues spent the rest of the day flying around the island

checking people who were on the street or in their garden and they dropped a

note next to anyone who had the sickness.


They waited for the workers from the hospital to come out and also dropped

notes there.

Drawn during lockdown by Thomas-3 rd Guernsey Cubs

The humans were surprised to get a note but as they were scared of the sickness,

everyone did ask the medical laboratory to be tested. The island had its own

testing lab, so it was able to cope with these new requests. The authorities were

amazed that all these people with little notes had tested positive. They put an

appeal out on the radio for the person who was dropping the notes. Sammy and

Jacob told their parents what they had done and repeated the story about the


The authorities were very excited to hear this, and they knew that some animals

had much more sensitive smell or hearing than humans. They wanted to know

where to find the birds. Sammy and Jacob wondered how to contact the


pouques. There was no need - the two pouques had heard were waiting for

them in Sammy’s bedroom. The children told them all about the news.

“Why don't you poop on someone who is breathing out the sickness” said

Sammy, then we don't need to write notes. Can you get all your pouque friends

to help?”

P’tit Jean and P’tite Jeanne flew back to the colony and explained to the Grande

pouques about the request from the humans. All Guernsey pouques from every

corner of the island were called to help out.

The person in charge of the states, Deputy Gavin and the Chief doctor, the

Director of Public health, Dr Nicola, immediately scheduled a live streaming. All

the humans got an urgent text message on their phones to watch it. Deputy

Gavin told every person to either go out in their garden or put their head out of

a window at 8pm each evening. Doctor Nicola explained that when the flock of

seagulls flew by, anyone who was pooped on had to immediately self-isolate

and go and get tested. Grand Colin and P’tite Jean decided that they would also

like to be present at the briefing as they felt that they were the important fairy

folk that made this happen. The humans didn't know they were there, but all

the children did. The giggled when they saw the pouques sitting on the table

next to the important people, much to the puzzlement of their parents.


Deputy Gavin and Doctor Nicola at the live States streaming on Facebook,

joined by P’tit Jean and P’tite Jeanne.

The pouques went on crown ball patrol that very evening. In the following week,

it did not take long at all for the sick humans on Guernsey to be thoroughly

coated in pouque seagull poop.

Picture drawn during lockdown by Finlay-3 rd Guernsey Cubs


Everyone was very keen to avoid being pooped on, and people became much

better at keeping themselves isolated. This meant people stopped passing on

the virus between them, and as soon as those people who already had the virus

became better and were no longer infecting others and everyone was free to go

outside again, with no more worries about being plastered by poop. Within two

weeks they were able to open all the schools and tell the people that they could

once again go out and about without worrying because now they knew exactly

who had the sickness, they could keep it from spreading.

Guernsey pouques are part of the Celtic fairy folk so as well as the pouques on

the other islands, they contacted the following fairy folks:

Irish Leprechaun Welsh Dragons Isle of Man Mooninjer veggey,

Cornish Piskie Scottish Ghillie Dhu English Faerie

With instructions from the Guernsey pouques, all the fairy folk got to work

across the UK, it’s nations and islands, and soon everyone who was sick with the

disease was identified and was able to self-isolate so that they did not spread it.


And that is the happy ending to our story of how the pouques helped not only

the Humans on Guernsey defeat the sickness called the crown virus

(coronavirus) in 2020, but in fact the whole of the United Kingdom and its



This picture was drawn during lockdown 2020 by Cody - 3 rd Guernsey Cubs. Cody has drawn a

picture board of the whole story. He says look for the ginger cat, people delivering food, people

running too far when they are not supposed to, the empty bus and the closed school, the

hospital full of patients with the virus and the people waiting to be tested and set free by the

seagull poop.


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