Murmurs from Mudmer
Nov 27th, 1999 | By Editor | Category: Issue 60, Volume 1Dear Ed,
Chocwatch fell apart at Isabel’s on Sunday…I was eating the cake before I realised it was chocolate. And she makes the best tea in Blissford. Its official.
Dear Ed,
Chocwatch fell apart at Isabel’s on Sunday…I was eating the cake before I realised it was chocolate. And she makes the best tea in Blissford. Its official.
Your own Chicken Supremo was summoned to Bracken Cottage yesterday by a distraught and worried Novice Chicken Afficionado (Sarah). Poppy puppy in a show of great exuberance had inadvertantly gripped the much loved Frizzlecock by the tail tufts and removed them with one good tug. Poppy puppy was in some disgrace and Sarah was sure, [...]
Hugh has admitted that in amongst his myriad possessions there is a vintage Murder Mystery and has vowed to dust it off and fix a date.
Hugh, fresh from carving 15 minutes from his best Marathon time, looked worried as he revealed that the backlog of leaves was still blocking the grill in the Blissford Water tributary running across his land. Helpful neighbours offered sand bags. The editor feels there is an apology due from those who became ribald on the [...]