This time I was really driven to the towpath at Merdegrave Meadows by Princess Megan, who wus under stern orders from ‘is Lordship. As a result she was in a stinking mood so left me by the side of the road and said she would be back in an hour - no messing! She then turned on a sixpence n’ tore off back into town before I realise that I didn’t have a tripod.
I didn’t mind doing the whatsits wiv his handy camera as I like the Greenboaty people as they fish out all the dead things n’ rubbish n’ stuff, wiv lots of help from lots of different smiley orange jacket people. There was anuvver blue boaty that had got started where everyone wus in blue and they were just going along stopping while they each took turns to yank what they called penny-wart weeds out of the blessed river. I wobbled about shaking the camera at them both while behind me some more bods in white shirts dug a big ‘ole n’ set a nice seat in it which I offered to try out for them. The boats then raced off upstream and I had to return to the smelly road to wait n’ wait for the Princess. Then it was motey race driving, n’ her banging rave music all the way back to the Castle as she knows I can’t abide it, uugh!
Of course it was my fault ‘is Lordship had forgot the tripod and it was my fault the pitchers was all wobbly. He disappeared upstairs with the viddie camera muttering leaving me to the job I was doing afor’and – pulling the regal dog’s matted fur out of the drain after his full moon scrub.
He told me to put this blue lettering here below to make it easier for voters. He said you can vote once a day until Monday. Then they mus’ cross all fingers n’ toes until the end of the month – he said this was essential for success….
Couldn’t manage that – impossible to unblock that drain wiv yer mitts all in a twizz!
Rodger the Knave