5 Dec 73: An extremely drunk Christopher Lillicrap payed an unwelcome visit at midnight. Staggering outside Jane’s window, he belched: “Bong! It’s Lillicock O'Clock! The Lilliclock has struck 12 - and that’s not the only thing that’s ‘12’ if you get my drift.”
Buns for supper
4 Dec 73: “Goldilocks tasted the porridge from the first bowl.
‘This porridge is too hot!’ she exclaimed.
So, she tasted the porridge from the second bowl.
‘This porridge is too cold,’ she said.
So, she tasted the last...”
“Jane?”
“Yes, Bungle?”
“I want to sniff your knickers.”
3 Dec 1973
9am: Played with crayons
12pm: Zippy called Christopher Lillicrap “Christopher Smellycock”
6pm: Buns ‘n’ Tizer for tea
8pm: Bed
1am: Crept into Jane’s room and sniffed her knickers
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@alistaircoleman “Sat by the fire, feasting on gruel,
Nan’s wooden leg, our source of fuel.
Songs round the piano, no LSD,
I must reiterate - NO LSD.
Listening to Pink Floyd, ‘Piper’ & ‘Relics’,
Mince for our supper-NO psychedelics,
Naked at daybreak, burning an effigy,
But, to reiterate-no LSD”