We are in Ireland and it’s an awfully long time ago – centuries and centuries. Manchán’s mother wants to make a monk of Manchán, but Manchán isn’t having any of it. He’d much rather be mucking about with his pal Pagan, or making up songs, or tramping through the forest with his pet pig, Muck. And who wouldn’t swap turnips and prayer for fun, adventure and mucking about?
