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*Pootles in, rather enjoying new name*


*Lovely weekend with EDF pals, feel really quite chilled and its a late Monday afternoon*


*Wiggles nose and a yummy Mojito bursts into being*


*Wiggles nose again and Mrs Dobbin appears, with halter and donkey-sized maternity bra*


*Goes for stroll with Mrs Dobbin in the sunlit uplands of the Quite Rooms grounds*

*Wanders back in, looking vaguely shifty and dishevelled*


*Mrs Dobbin follows. Anybody looking closely would have spotted the old Apache trick of somebody walking behind the donkey, in step with the hind legs*


*Starts to whistle tunelessly yet with extreme innocence*

**** gathers missing asterisks, makes party decorations out of them, strings them across the quiet room and starts mixing bloody marys *

* muses as to whether should add some dragons breath blood *


* offers BB a non-pokey bloody mary as a welcome gift, waves bottle of chilli around, go onnnn *

Stands up and walks to waste paper bin, drops tattered tassles.


Thanks Mr PaleProctologist, but whispers that perhaps will not be dressing up on this occasion, although would rather like a "cat woman" suit. Takes out copy of Woolworths catalogue from enormous handbag and starts to browse...

*enters into being from a single point in time-space with a slight fwiiipp! noise*

*crawls under a blanket and sleeps fitfully*

*probably shouldn't have stopped in at the seepy tea on the way home last night for that last drink*

*possibly shouldn't have had whisky*

*admits it may have been the pint of Doom Bar at the very beginning of the night that did it*

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