Arriving back in Blighty I stepped off the plane to find nobody. I was aghasted.I hailed a cab and made my way poste haste moste speede to Mabledon Towers to check on the situation vis a vis Club Derrig, my investments, and my charitable doings.
Imagine my surprise when after an hour or so I had successfully rounded up the Twins of Evil and they demanded to pose for a welcome home photo with me for a fee of twenty English notes each. How could I let them down? I paid over the fee freely.
After a few moments of ribald joshery I then headed for the Club, determined on one almighty bender.
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