One day a long time ago in my little Monastery, I was on the lookout in the tall round tower. I was really looking forward to having my afternoon nap.
Suddenly I spotted a black figure on a Viking longship.
I ran up the stairs and ran the big steel bell. As they rowed their boat on to our shores, the black figure stepped out of the boat.
He spoke quite softly but I made out some words and these were the words”HELP us”.
We healed their cuts. We were the first monks to become friends with Vikings.