Explosive!

Saturday morning down in the docklands. Terry Tuttle-Tuttle-Thomas has just arrived on the mobile moonshine production train to deliver a batch of 180% proof ‘gin’ to The Kettle Inn. To keep people at bay, an old van has been repainted to look like it’s carrying gunpowder, but those in the know, will be aware that G P V actually stands for Gin Production Vehicle. 

Working from left to right, Oh My Gawd Oliver looks on in horror, but he’s a simple soul and easily shocked. Ivan is puffing away on his pipe filled with something grown in his greenhouse. Rufus Hound appears to have adopted Ivan today, enjoying the fragrant aroma of Ivan’s pipe which smells a little like chicken curry. Deliberation Dave is looking at Terry, and is building up courage to tell him that his flies are undone. 

Neil is kneeling by the moonshine condenser waiting for the fresh liquor to appear, for he has a crate of empty mason jars waiting to be filled. Bob Geeza Cat is as usual posing for the photograph, and rather than being at the edge of the frame, has taken a more prime central position today. 

Up on the warehouse roof, we see Nasal Nigel who is enjoying a high vantage point which allows him takes in everything that’s going on. He is of course wearing his sticky green bus spotter’s flasher-mac with the ‘special pocket’. I know quite a few of you like to know what’s in his ‘special pocket’, well apparently he has a Hornby Dublo streamlined A4 Pacific today. Nigel enjoys the feel of the cool smooth diecast metal pressing up against his groin, preferring it to the roughness of his more usual TT gauge Flying Scotsman which he finds too chafing. 

And finally, PC Rob Banks is on hand to apprehend Nigel should he start waving his streamlined A4 Pacific about, completing what could  potentially be explosive scenario if things get out of hand (or sticky hand in Nigel’s case).

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