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Post by Trina on Oct 11, 2020 19:57:44 GMT
Mrs BB awoke from a wonderful dream about...Dreamies.She was a little worried to find she was on the move with the boys.She decided she needed to go & find Patty...but a golden eyed,white wolf kept getting in her way.😟
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Post by peterboat on Oct 12, 2020 16:43:22 GMT
Peter was asking the gang where John and Flappy were, Patty said she had no idea, the last she had seen they had gone onto the deck. Peter went pale "dont they know we are doing 4000 mph" he said "we are nearly over the USA they could have been blown overboard and will be lost forever in the cold atlantic" "never mind" said Patty "a bit of Gladys cure all will soon bring them around" with that Patty pressed a button and two dots appeared on the screen Peter spun the punt around and they went searching for the missing pair
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Post by phil70 on Oct 18, 2020 22:07:13 GMT
Flappy was moaning at John, "did we have to bail out? and did it have to be so high , I mean it takes ages to just drift down and while I'm at it, what's the plan"
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Post by phil70 on Nov 22, 2020 18:41:05 GMT
Eh go on whats the plan, you must have a plan not to mention a plan B. Flappy was ill prepared for a descent of such magnitude, the wind was fair whistling up his shorts, the legs of which were flapping fit to burst and to cap it all he was hungry John just set his jaw and refused to explain what his plan was (because he didn't have one but failed to admit it to his now whinging mate) As the grusome twosome plummeted towards the Earth John spotted a faint red glow far away. It was going at quite a lick towards them and he gulped and prayed that it wasn't a missile or some such , as they continued to fall Flappy got rather excited as he spotted the Punt heading in their general direction. The punt drew nearer and so did the red glow. It seemed likely that the Punt and red dot would arrive about the same time . As time passed the Punt slowed to march their speed and Flappy yelled in excitement as the red dot grew to reveal it was a reindeer which as it happened was towing a sledge containing SANTA CLAUS. So this left the boys in a quandary " Do they board the Punt or accept Big Red's offer of a lift" John thought swiftly and plumped for the Punt and it's well stocked bar, Patty leaned over the side and with a boat hook deftly hooked the grusome twosome aboard .
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Post by peterboat on Nov 22, 2020 18:49:20 GMT
Within second Patty had administered massive dose of Gladys cure all to the pair! At first they fought back but in seconds they were both fighting for the only loo on the punt, Patty was looking at the bottle mystified had a sniff and uttered the immortal words"oops wrong bottle, never mind here is the one I want" at which point they were both dosed again for good measure. Peter kept quite whilst he looked at the first bottle "made from pure senecot seeds" he nurmed "do not exceed 1 teaspoon in four hours" Patty had given them half a bottle each.........................
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Post by Trina on Nov 22, 2020 20:02:38 GMT
Mrs BB woke from one of her Rusty Rats Tail snoozes with a shudder.She'd seen Big Red in her dreams & she needed a bucket of her favourite drinky poos to calm her down.As she sipped the first drops of RRT,she heard bells jingling & there was a sleigh parked outside the window.Surely it was far tooooo early for it to be Big Red...?
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Post by metanoia on Nov 22, 2020 20:15:56 GMT
Clang - wake up, Mrs BB!! It's just an Amazon black/crap Friday delivery....
Blunt secateurs and Dreamies for the ladies!!
What DID the boys order?
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Post by JohnV on Nov 22, 2020 20:17:24 GMT
John grinned broadly the new master plan was working, no need to nobble Big Red himself, just fix the reindeer.
It had been a bit of an out there idea but they definitely were nuts about Dreamies. He did a liitle jig for victory. Suddenly he stopped with a worried look on his face.
"Lord, what if Trina finds the Dreamies stockpile"
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Post by Trina on Nov 22, 2020 20:58:08 GMT
Dreamies,did someone mention Dreamies ?😋
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Post by JohnV on Nov 23, 2020 6:35:02 GMT
John was whispering into his old mate Phil's ear, (pausing occasionally to take a quick look round for any evesdropping people, dogs, reindeer or drivers of passing UFO's)
"the first test worked fine mate" quick glance round "Now we have got to keep it dead quiet this year, you know what Peter's like" another quick glance around "don't let Patty get a sniff of it, you know she goes all gooey when she hears Wayne in a danger being sung" another slightly slower and more careful peer round "and for gawd's sake don't tell Mrs BB about the dreamies"
Still checking carefully for spies he mooched off down the path trying (without a great deal of success) to look nonchalant, completely missing the mince pie crumbs behind the first holly bush
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Post by patty on Nov 23, 2020 7:43:08 GMT
So the boys had a plan did they?...... They both had completely forgotten Patty's by now highly trained(?) silent white shadow that she'd kitted out with tracker, listening devices and all manner of surveillance gear she managed to 'collect' on her travels.. They made an awesome team the like of which none of them had ever experienced.......
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Post by peterboat on Nov 24, 2020 9:09:53 GMT
Taff was having a chat with his new best mate, he was showing her the ropes like how to roll in lakes of mud! He explained its how to blend in with the background the little white wolf wasnt sure at first but sonn got into the swing off it. They followed John for a while before getting bored and went exploring, Taff smelt a familiar smell and soon found a shed stuffed with dreamies! Having eaten their fill they wandered off back to the punt playing in a manure heap on the way back, the little white wolf was very pleased with het new look and shot into the punt to show mum, Taff after hearing the scream decided to go back to the dreamies shed with the gravy stained cat and any other waif and stray he could find, after all it was nearly Christmas the time of good will to all animals
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Post by JohnV on Dec 5, 2020 6:59:44 GMT
John opened the door to the anti-red stockpile shed and looked carefully at the tell tales and grinned (a slightly malicious grin it must be said) As expected the dreamies round the edge of the store had gone, that meant that the dreamies heavily laced with a mixture of senna, ex lax and syrup of figs had been scoffed by the unwary. He could now be fairly certain that the the cannine spy team would be fairly well secured for the near future until things had ...... sort of worked it's way out (as for the feline department, that might result in a name change from the Gravy stained cat to something else).
Humming a merry little Christmas tune to himself John busied himself cleaning and oiling a pair of carefully restored Holman projectors.
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Post by JohnV on Dec 5, 2020 7:17:41 GMT
In a clearing just outside the moorings, the waifs and strays rounded up by Taff and Freya for the raid on the Dreamies store were gathered. There was a great deal of angry muttering (and lots of hurried departures to the surrounding undergrowth) The Gravy Stained Cat, as the senior member of the group gave a loud wail and brought the meeting to order. "Well Brothers and Sisters, the motion (more than a few winced at that word) that upon Taff and Freya's release back into the freedom they are to relentlessly followed and harried for this monsterous attack upon society should now be voted upon. All those against the motion ?" ..... there was silence punctuated by a very long fart from a battered looking boxer at the back. "All those in fa"...... the rest of The Gravy Stained Cat's words were drowned out by a cacophony of growls, snarls, blood curdling wails and barking ..... as the row faded away ....... the words became audible again .... "is carried by a unanimous vote."
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Post by phil70 on Dec 5, 2020 22:50:22 GMT
Blimey thought Flappy, I must be going deaf cos I could barely make out a word of the last post. If I'm right all the felines and canines have a touch of the squits in much the same way that John and I were blighted. Though Patty was not directly involved she must accept some of the responsibilities Flappy was sure the assorted livestock would be fine (mores the pity about the Gravy Stained Cat) but what he was desperate to know if the crew would be going after Big Red or not. Flappy decided to adjourn to the bar and do some thinking drinking
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