RED OR DEAD?

Hey ho Blog-chums, felicitations and salutations from PLANET CAL; I trust you are all deliriously happy and continuing to enjoy the glorious Summer? Surprisingly, given that the majority of TEAM BONES are incapacitated, it has been a busy week all round. BABY-REINS-BOY and I continue to get the miles in while PRINCESS and BUNTERBOY continue to get the pies in.

BABY-REINS-BOY has revealed his secret energy source and, in doing so, gone public with his potato addiction. However, he isn’t quite ready for an appearance on JEREMY KYLE and has joined SPUDAHOLICS ANON: apparently this will reduce his cravings and means he’ll only have to empty his sack twice daily - I shudder to think! Anyway with the spectacularly lovely MRS WANNABE BABY-REINS-BOY suffering RSI from continuous use of a potato peeler, word reaches me she has secured the services of a live-in GWA-GODDESS. With 2 Gingers under the same roof, the smell of wee and digestive biscuits will be overwhelming, which is why (along with his beloved dogs) BABY-REINS-BOY regularly performs a public service by taking the GWAs for a dip in the briny. Cleanliness fetish aside, as long as he has someone to peel, chop, boil, fry, mash, and roast his drug of choice he’ll be in root veggie heaven.

And so to BUNTERBOY, now at home and displaying a range of bed-wear which could easily grace the windows of Age Concern (or any reputable charity shop). Bless him, as he spends his time sat in a deck chair, like a senile dictator, waiting for his tea and toast to be delivered – which is fine if you are in hospital but not so clever if you are in the Post Office. With nothing to do but watch cookery programmes and send endless texts, BUNTERBOY’s thoughts have turned to horticulture and he is seeking someone to trim his back garden. On that note I’m told PRINCESS’S garden, albeit unattended, is fine as it is. Shearing aside, we wish them both speedy recovery.

So that’s it for another week. Now that our adventure is postponed until 25 Oct 09, you’ll have to suffer my inane ramblings a wee while longer. Catch ya’all soon now.