Wednesday, March 07, 2012

Countdown to the jubilee : part 1

Liz was not best pleased to see that someone else had chosen the same frock.

Private Wilburton hoped that no-one noticed that he had misremembered the dress-code.

For the fourth year in succession, the over eighties chewing gum spitting team had failed to land a single gobfull into the canopy.

Liz could hardly believe what Cams was telling her. She prayed fervently that Boris would remove his thumb before the cameraman changed angles.


Tim Footman said...

Liz is an alien slug being. That little lad holds the cape out to cover up the toxic slime trail.

The Mistress said...

With a frock that size, you can eat a lot of Eccles cakes.