This is how the dashing Paul Butterworth and I plan our projects. Expect some bad language, references to suspect practices and general nonsense. But don’t worry – we do keep our clothes on.
Writer, Author & Maker of Mischief
Writer, Author & Maker of Mischief
This is how the dashing Paul Butterworth and I plan our projects. Expect some bad language, references to suspect practices and general nonsense. But don’t worry – we do keep our clothes on.
Lucy Brazier 
“KEEP AN EYE ON THE BOOK, MARTIN!” did he? did he keep an eye on the book?
Martin is bloody useless. The continuity in anything we do is shocking. So bad, in fact, I resort to telling people it is done on purpose as a sort of ‘in joke’. Damn Martin.
Is he a son of a Producer?!…so to speak…
Martin was found discarded beneath a gooseberry bush as a baby, so his parentage is very much in question. Some say he might be royalty, but I very much doubt it.
Being useless is the first box to be ticked on the ‘would you like to be a royal’ application form though. And I’ve herd that Mr and Mrs Crane of 42 Evergreen Gardens, Slough, are renowned for discarding babies beneath gooseberry bushes; he could be theirs.
Oh, is that so? I shall let Martin know at once in case he wants to hunt them down and demand backdated pocket money. He does have a look of Slough about him, I must say.
Sloped forehead and grazed knuckles?
That’s the look, yes!
and he refers to the gooseberry bush under which he was found as the bush with the lickle apples on it…I bet Martin’s actually lovely…
Poor Martin. He knows we love him really.
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