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Post by JohnV on Jan 13, 2020 14:07:52 GMT
John had cured the rather annoying "fading problem" He had simply used a well tried and proven technique from the early days of television,..... a swift smack on the top"
"that's better" he chortled "I nearly spilled my flagon that last time" ..... he settled back into his chair and returned to his (so far unsuccessful) attempt to teach a worm to swim. He turned to his old mucker who was snoozing in the shade of a purple polka dot sunshade. "Shall we head up to Brandon, I seem to remember one or two welcoming establishments there" Flappy yawned and nodded agreement. Lazily trickling round the fenland rivers on beautiful summer days might eventually get boring .... but not for a while yet. John switched on the electric drive and they silently glided up the creek
John was very impressed by the stealth mode of the electric drive on this shiny punt, for watching wildlife.......there had been that group of young ladies, skinny dipping, that they had got right up to before they were noticed
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Post by peterboat on Jan 13, 2020 17:45:23 GMT
The Thunderpunt arrived with a huge splash! John was soaked the skinny dipping girls did a runner and everybody but John and Flappy were happy! Big Red waved them goodbye and told peter not to lose the tracker before he faded away. Patty looked at where Peter had hid the tracker and saw him hang it around Taffs head for safety.......................
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Post by metanoia on Jan 13, 2020 18:48:07 GMT
"Clang! Creak" -
'Ere - who's knicked my shiny red dodecahedron, then!??"
"Come HERE, Taff you xxxxxxxxxx! - clang, clank ...…" ...
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Post by phil70 on Jan 13, 2020 18:51:31 GMT
Peter's choice of hiding place left a lot to be desired, everybody knew that Patty and Taff had an affinity mostly due to Patty fishing out all manner of treats from her humongous bag. True to form within minutes of Santa leaving Patty had enticed Taff to her side. It didn't take two shakes for Patty to remove the tracker and pop it into her bag Patty was unsure exactly what it was that she had "liberated" but felt certain it was valuable at least she hoped so
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Post by metanoia on Jan 13, 2020 18:53:23 GMT
Patty?!!
Do YOU have my shiny red thing?!
MK, Louis Viton, Chanel or …?
Swap you..?
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Post by phil70 on Jan 13, 2020 18:58:20 GMT
Flappy felt something gripping his ear, it felt like it was clamped in a vice and though he wriggled and squirmed he could not free himself "Ow, Ouch, gerrof will ya" looking up he found that Metal Lady had indeed have him by a vice like grip, Metal Lady said very politely " OK what have you done with my Dodecahedron you know the nice red one" Flappy came clean and said he had left with John (hoping it was still where he left it)
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Post by metanoia on Jan 13, 2020 19:04:46 GMT
"John!! OOOOh ooh, John …….?"
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Post by phil70 on Jan 13, 2020 19:43:47 GMT
Metal Lady retained her grip as she marched Flappy along to John, as they marched Flappy kept up a constant whine about how much his ear hurt and how sorry he was to have taken possession of the blessed Dodecahedron and how he wasn't really going to keep it Metal Lady was immune to all the excuses that Flappy was rolling out and only when she saw the object of her desire did she release Flappy. The boy wonder jigged about as he rubbed his ear violently to establish blood flow again. John decided that more Gruntfuttocks was called for and a modicum of WD40 for Metal Lady
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Post by Trina on Jan 13, 2020 19:57:48 GMT
A tousled head popped out from under a table."Rusty Rats Tail please & make it a verrrrrrrry large one." Mrs BB held out a red shiny object,"Anyone know what this is? It just hit me on the bonce & woke me up...!
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Post by phil70 on Jan 13, 2020 22:47:16 GMT
With one bound Metal Lady crossed the bar and seized the Dodecahedron, clutching it in her infamous vice like grip, Mrs BB started to remonstrate but stuttered to a halt as Metal Lady fixed her with an icy glare. Now this behaviour was out of character for Metal Lady and John, Flappy and Mrs BB began to get rather curious about this demonic Dodecahedron and why was it so important and what was more important was what purpose did it serve.
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Post by peterboat on Jan 14, 2020 18:29:22 GMT
Peter was chortling at Patty, he had swapped the searcher for a red object he had found and attached it to Taffs collar knowing full well that Patty would swipe it immediately, what he couldnt understand was why everybody was fighting for a similar red shiny thing? clearly he had missed out on something, so he pressed the ZPM and went back to the beginning he saw John and flappy collecting the shiny red thing from the otherworld, he was now getting concerned as clearly all was not well! clearly the object shouldnt be in the bar of the thunderpunt with a maniacal metalwoman grabbing all and sundry for the object, trouble is what to do?
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Post by JohnV on Jan 14, 2020 19:00:56 GMT
John was gazing after Metal Lady with a worried expression. He couldn't be certain but he was sure that he heard her whisper "precious"
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Post by metanoia on Jan 14, 2020 19:10:53 GMT
Indeed …. scarily, John and his buckles and bows knew something the rest of the gang hadn't quite grasped.
Meanwhile MetalWoman was chanting:
"...precious shiny metal red thing …..
… precious, for sure....
… where IS my precious?"
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Post by phil70 on Jan 14, 2020 20:38:58 GMT
Hearing the words "where is my precious" Flappy begun to puff himself up and began walking with a certain and distinct swagger. Flappy thought he had rather modelled himself on Captain Jack, in fact he thought that he carried it off quite well. Flappy wandered around seeking the Metal Lady and hoping she would accept him as her Precious, meanwhile John and Peter had their heads together and could be heard muttering about my precious and where did it come from and why was Metal Lady so smitten and what the hell IS Flappy doing.
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Post by metanoia on Jan 15, 2020 14:18:56 GMT
"Thanks for that, Mrs BB", clanged MetalWoman pensively, for she had found herself musing about a place far, far away in a time long, long ago - even as far back as when men were men and women were glad of it - and you could still find a drop of damn fine WD-THIRTY.
"Time was, Mrs BB when there was only ONE of these dodecahedra... maybe that's what's gone wrong with the world - too many of them being flippantly bandied about these days? What do you think? It'll be interesting to find out how many more Patty has managed to stash in her amazing handbag while she's been travelling."
"Oh - and more importantly, what DO you think can be wrong with Flappy? He's loping around very strangely - looks like he might have slipped a disc or, quite probably, has incurred the wrath of Mrs Flappy so she's taken to over-starching his shorts again."
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