Friday, 15 April 2011

At the awards


'They're very good seats,' said Bertha.

'I think Geraldine got them for us,' replied Norma.

'Well now she's a published author!' mooed Horace.

'Don't start!' said Norma.

'Pengimings!' screamed Annie.

'Will you please stop doing that!' said Captain Bill.

'...........................................No,' replied Annie, '.............Pengimings!'

'Could we swap?' asked Captain Bill.

'I'm fine where I am,' replied Bertha.

'Norma?'

'I'm settled now,' replied Norma.

'Pengimings!' screamed Annie.

'We'll get thrown out,' said Captain Bill.

'I doubt it,' replied Norma.

'So where's Cyril?' asked Captain Bill.

'Perhaps there's a special publishers table,' suggested Horace.

'Please!' snapped Norma.

'Pengimings!' screamed Annie.

'Right, I'm leaving,' said Captain Bill.

But before he could move a penguin waddled up to him and squawked rather loudly.

'Er?' said Captain Bill.

'I think,' giggled Bertha, 'I think he wants to order a drink.'




'Pengimings!' screamed Annie.

(Back on Monday)

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