‘Who are they’, asked Mole?
‘Reservoir Dogs, Upton Chapter’, explained Ratty. ‘They’re all called Mr Green and they’re looking for the small bloke’.
‘Isn’t that him behind them’, enquired Mole?
‘Master of disguise’, said Ratty. ‘Plus they’ve all overdosed on Prosecco’.
‘What are you doing behind there, asked Mole? ‘She’s been looking for you all morning’
‘Hiding’, said Ratty. ‘Has he gone yet?’
‘Yes’, said Mole. ‘Haven’t you noticed how quiet it is?’
‘Where’s Toad’, asked Ratty?
‘Hospital’, reported Mole sadly. ‘Her father’s operating’.
‘Make him put me down’, screamed Ratty.
,Careful’, warned Mole. ‘He’s already killed Toad’.
‘He’s looking very pleased with himself’, observed Ratty.
‘Regrettable incident last time’, said Toad. ‘Still, he’s redeemed himself don’t you know’.
‘Are we all allowed on this grass at the same time’, asked Mole?




Hello Mole and Ratty.
Don’t know if Father is qualified to operate on Toad.
He thought he would clean inside of oven door today, but when he undid two little screws half the door crashed to the floor.
Fortunately it didn’t break – at least he’ll find out when he cooks dinner this evening.
There was an awful lot of non-surgical language about when he was putting the oven door back on, although as most of the words related to various parts of the body, he was probably preparing for Toad’s operation!
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