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But what shall we do about Bill?

'But it just seems so sad,' mooed Norma,'I'm know he'd like to go really and I'm sure he'd enjoy it!' Bertha looked at Norma. 'Well he'd enjoy it in his own way!' added Norma. 'Quite possibly,' replied Bertha,'but it's up to him to decide and as has been pointed out we don't actually need a captain if we're travelling like this.' 'But he'll be all on his own!' said Norma,'and Camille and her little students will miss him if he's not there.' Bertha didn't bother to reply, instead she just tapped on the end of the spirit level and peered at the little bubble. 'Could you take the weight?' she asked Norma,'I think I'll have to shave a bit more off the end of this.' And Norma said she could. 'Have you measured twice?' she asked. And Bertha said she had. 'I'm sure he wants to come really!' said Norma as they lowered it down to the ground. An...

Hammering home the message

'If, if you could just hold it up a bit at your end?' asked Norma and so Horace held the plank a bit higher and Norma put the first couple of nails in. 'Thank you,' she added,'now you were saying?' 'Yes,' said Horace,'well I thought if I found out where they lived and then kidnapped them...' 'KIDNAPPED THEM!' exclaimed Norma. 'Nails please!' 'Well borrowed them then,' replied Horace,'just for a short while and then...' 'Look,' interrupted Norma,'I know you get frustrated with not being able to find a publisher for your poetry but I don't think you can go around kidnapping people! Could you pass another plank up?' So Horace passed another plank up. 'But I'm sure they never actually bother to read it,' he said,'I mean it stands to reason that they don't because if they did they'd publish it and I thought that if you did some of those little cakes and we made it a bit like a...