Beryl’s New Car

Following on from yesterday’s post, it’s now first thing Sunday morning. There has been little progress after the Ruston Bucyrus crane jammed, resulting in Beryl’s old Austin 7 swinging in the air for almost 12 hours. 

Nasal Nigel and Adenoidal Andrew, after hiding in the bushes overnight near the local bus stop have reappeared to watch the proceedings, or lack of more like. Terry Tuttle-Thomas-Smythe is standing in his usual ‘look no hands’ stance. Let’s hope he’s not going to buy a raincoat with a special pocket, because he is uncomfortably close to Nigel and Andrew. 

Radstock shed’s ‘Pug’ trundles by on its return from the Marcroft wagon works in nearby Radstock with a short train of repaired wagons as Deliberation Dave, Barry Bullhead and Beryl watch the car gently swaying gently in the morning breeze. 

Many of you will be thrilled to see that Beryl’s new shiny car has just been delivered, Terry Tuttle-Thomas-Smythe having just dropped it off. But she wants to be sure that her old Austin 7 is safely on the scrap barge before she takes it for a spin.

And finally, Bob Geeza Cat is back to usual trick of posing in the corner of the photograph, something that he always does so well, especially with the promise of a plate of tinned pilchards in tomato sauce. 

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