Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster

Snivelling little tick Neil takes the knee in awe of what appears to be time-tunnel, black-hole pan-galactic-gargle-blaster thingamajig that he hopes can take him to a different scale, in a different time, in a different Little England. For he’s often fantasised about about being on an N gauge model railway, or even better T gauge, though he’s aware that spiders that often live on model railways are the same size irrespective of the scale of the layout. 

Clive however, is more worried about the crate of moonshine wedged underneath to stop it falling over, whilst wondering how what appears to be a 12 inch to the foot scale lens got to where it is. But then remembers that those 12 inch to the foot people can be as mischievous as those in the land of the Inch High. 

Meanwhile as a prank, Andrew in his Barclay locomotive sneaks up hoping that Neil will stand up and look through the lens and see a hugely magnified engine coming his way. 

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