"Oh, you kids are getting noisy. Outside you go!" There was no arguing with Mum from statements like this. Jesse got on the trampoline and Kylie went boing, boing, boing on the space hopper. Mum had some peace for a bit until it was time to go to her parents for Sunday lunch. "Ok kids", called Mum, "it's time we got going". "Aargh, can't we stay out here for a bit longer", chorused the kids, but the plea fell on deaf ears!
It was a Lonely life AT the moment. These business trips to places where he knew no one were wearing him down. Yet again he set off to find something to eat at dinner time. Tonight it was a balti he settled on followed by cheese and biscuits. To his surprise, the cheeses were rather good and included Stilton, Edam and Port Salut. After enjoying his cheeses, he called the waiter for the tally so he could settle up as he was leaving the next day. The pleasant meal meant he went to bed feeling less gloomy.
English was having to escape fRom the baddies. He managed to get inside a suit of armour, helped by Bough - it was pretty noisy, but by the time the baddies got there it was all quiet. English was about to apprehend the master criminal when his visor dropped and he lost his footing.
As she came inTo the kitchen, there was a taint of decay in the air and the tabby cat shot out of the cat flap. "Now what's she brought in!", she groaned. After she'd found the decaying mouse and cleaned up, she felt quite tacky and went off for a shower.
DonaLd Trump wAs admiring the shoal of fish and other marine creatures swimming around in the White House aquarium. But he became aware that some gland or other in his mouth was feeling strange. "Oh no, not again. Last month it was the cilia roots in my ears that were giving me bother - that was worse than the bullet. I don't want another infection", he thought. He handed over to JD for a few days and headed to his villa to get better. His Doctor took a look and pronounced "There's an infection of your uvula which isn't serious. I'll get you a course of antibiotics which you must finish and which should sort it out. Take it easy for a few days".
Constable BeRt opened the gift envelope. "Oh, I don't believe in that mumbo-jumbo", he remarked. So, despite the value of the gift, he decided to spurn the course of Chiro treatment. He and his colleague Bill set off on his beat and within a minute had had to apprehend a "person of interest" and frisk him. They found nothing except a very wet cloth in a plastic bag that smelled odd. PC Bert proceeded to wring out the cloth, much to the dismay of the apprehendee. "Are you going to make me privy to what was in the cloth?", PC Bert asked. "Fat chance mate", replied the apprehendee. Since there was nothing to hold him on, they let him go and proceeded on their beat. Bert waved to his brother who was getting his dingy ready to go sailing. After work, Bert set to to primp himself for his night out on the town.
