AN ORDINARY INCIDENT QUITE NEAR TO BOW BELLS
Archie Bald put down the Dog and ascended the Apples with his Plates to attend to an urgent Jimmy in the Kermit.
He was surprised by the state of his Eartha and blamed Ruby for this ugly setback. He widened his Minces and perused his Boat Race. The sight made him feel like a right Jam Roll. Little wonder he was still Jack Jones. He was a bit of a Drill when it came to Lemon Curds. He Brusselled whether he’d ever Daffy again. The last time a Thora talked to him, “I had to look in the Tom to know what she meant. I’m too Brahms and Liszt, I’ve gotta get a bit of Sooty.”