Not me, sadly. |
How very dare he! I am grace personified. Grace, elegance and poise are three words one could use to describe me. In fact, one could call me grace incarnate!
* ahem * Really?
Shush, you! Just let him get on with his digging...
Hey! Anyway, I- Oh. Who left these here?
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Unluckily, there was someone right where I hadn't intended to land.
"Ow!" she said as I clonked her on the elbow with Broom as I swerved at the last minute.
"Oof!" I said after hitting the trellis in the courtyard.
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As I strode down a corridor to find Tim and Princess, they found me.
"Oof!" I said as the stretcher they were pushing bashed into my leg.
"Run!" Princess cried, bashing me again with the stretcher.
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* CRASH *
Drat. Sorry I've been a bit neglectful this past week or so - I've been trapped in the airing cupboard. Not in the Narnia-esque land back there (with its opening behind the hot water tank), as I had it closed off not long after I'd moved in after finding small hoof-prints and faun shit all over my best tablecloth and runner.
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* collapses into Sparky Malarkey and utters, with rubbish German accent *
Oh, Timothy, Timothy. Mine very own Timothy. You saved my life.
I shall never forgive you...
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"Oof! Bugger. Who'd've thought there'd be a Cusp Interface on Cybertron?"
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"Oof!" I fell back onto my desk, winded. "Ahh... Physical contact!" I drew myself together, transmogrifying into a fearsome dragon. "T-Bird!" I roared. "Timothy has escaped!"
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"Oof! I think I just landed on someone" I said as I extricated myself from folds of pink taffeta.
"Not just someone" the figure said. "You've clobbered a fairy godmother! Either that or Barbara Cartland."
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Oof! I'm back.
I dropped a penny the other day, turned and stooped to pick it up and accidently spun into a different universe. The one with the brown jelly babies!
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Well, I think we can clearly see who has been doing all the graceless clodding around here, eh Witchface?
I don't know about that? It was all done in your body!
So. While those two bicker, lets watch the stunning Aljaž Skorjanec (and that Abbey Clancy, I suppose) glide handsomely beautifully around the stage.
Maybe thinking of this whilst playing table tennis and otherwise bumping about will help!
ReplyDeleteI didn't realise that you were moonlighting on "Strictly". You look very graceful in a frock draped over that lovely gentlman in his white suit...
ReplyDeleteMight I suggest you adopt the frock as your table tennis ensemble next time tou play The Father in a game...
Nobody is looking at your wood.
ReplyDeleteLX: I'll give it a go next time we play.
ReplyDeletePrincess: I may need your assistance in taking bits in and letting other out...
MJ: Not even Aljaž?
* pouts *
You would make a lovely Abby Clancy, you have the height... but this year belongs to Brenden Cole!
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Ms Scarlet: I'll practice my Liverpuddlian. Aljaž won't be able to tell the difference!
ReplyDeleteI think Brendan's on to a winner with Sophie.