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Der der der der der, der der derder der, Captain Scott Tracy lands his aircraft!

sits in thunder bird 2....twiddling the knobs

looks up who's this....rubs eye's oh no it's buzz lightyear

pushes him over...bumps into parker

parrot fly's off just before parker removes cork

good job for parker that parrot hadn't had a sh**
for two day's

looks like i'm on me own here....ooh its a bit chilli
put's cape on....ahh thats better, nice and warm now

Fagin, Bill Sykes and his dog (sniffing ground, following trail of the elusive ms, aka artful dodger) approach, "Ere Bill, e's not sharin the loot mate."

Bill S in deep growly voice replies, "You wait til I catch im Fagin!"

Sound of horses hooves approach, 'trip, trot, trip, trip, trot' ... Musketeers on trail following Vicar of Dibley and man with stutter, "N ,,,, n.... n.... no, ...th ... th .... th ... this .... w.... w..... w... way!"

They look up as a body hurtles through clouds, "Eet is I, zer Peenk Pathur, follow mee, ziz way!"

The story continues ....

Dr Watson, "Sherlock old boy, I've made you this."

S.Holmes, complete with red nose and tissues drinks tonic. "What old man, what, what?! This cold has gone to my ears ... no cape, deerstalker, not even my pipe to ease my rheumatics. I shall not rest until I have caught the elusive ms!"

What will happen next? ....

THE STORY CONTINUES
GLAD TO SEE
GET THE READERS
OUT OF THE TREE
DOWN TO KEYBOARD
TELL THEM TO BE SEEN

Sherlock Holmes, doffs top hat, bows, "Morning Dizzi! Your help is much needed to find the elusive ms, in her bed still, me thinks!"

Sherlock Holmes send message by carrier pigeon (no mobile phones invented yet!) ... all to meet up, surprise ms fast asleep, huddled wearing SH's cape, maginifying glass, deer stalker - the cheek of it!

Story cont's

zzzzzzzzzz wakes up my god what the......devil is that
rubs eyes that pesky parrot is in here....sh**
every where, on me new cape...well the one i aquired off holmes
looks around....its a pigeon with a message...grabs pigeon by the beak....reads note

Aha!! so they think they can suprise the elusive
miss chief...not on your nelly

gather's cape.deerstalker, pipe and magnifying glass

come along dizzi d...they think your on their side but i know your with me

holds dizzi d's hand and creeps out from the cellar
into the mist.........

As miss chief and dizzi dee creep stealthily by on hands and knees hoping, amongst hope no-one will detect them, they do not notice Bill & Ben (the flowerpot men) + Little Weed who reaches out a stringy hand and with the lightest touch of a fairy on butter, niftily removes Sherlock's cape.

Apprehensive, trying to be as silent as church mice, they wriggle on tummies not knowing Bill and Ben have secret doors at base of dustbins - each hurtles a lacky band with string attached - no more does the elusive ms possess SH's deerstalker or pipe!

Totally unaware, caught up in the emotion of the moment, they ....

wait ... and ... wait ... and wait

The Likely Lads appear (from L'pool), "Y aye meyt, that canny lass as been usun Vanishin Creem agin!"

the story continues ....

slap's more vanishing cream on.....looks for cape and deerstalker hat.....what!!!
they've gone looks around....spots soil on the ground
aha bill and ben i presume

slaps more cream on goe's to look for them....in the distance there's voices

aal right aal right caalm down...who could this be
oh no its the likely lads.....just remembered...owe
them five woodbines

slinks off......

Onslow arrives complete with string vest, "Ere, wares dat ms, bought er one of me best tops, so I ave."

Mrs Bucket, look of shock, horror"Oh my word Onslow, I just cannot be seen within a mile of you! One would have thought you would have at least had the decency to put a suit on in my presence." Gets plastic cup, dons rubber gloves, pours tea into cup, hands to Onslow. "One just cannot be careful enough these days, can one?"

With rubber gloves on, starts cleaning parrot poo up, hears screech, "Ouch!" in high voice.

"Is that you ms?" "Mon dieu, non - it is I, Rene, from Allo, Allo! I av disguis ...ed myseyulf as a vanishin creum poof in ordur to tri an catech the elusive mees cheef!"

The plot thickens ... where has ms slunk off to? ...

slinks off to Pekham...oh del boy and rodder's
have you got any dodgy skates.....i mean cheap skates....need to make a quick getaway

got a cranky guy called renee after me

"Bonjour! Ma naim eez zer Peenk Panthur! our doo yoo like mi yello 3 weeld car? I doo not no itz nayem, but I bought eet from Mamoiselle L'Engleesh,
buziness partnur of Monsieurs Del Boi and Rodnee. I aam led to beleeve that thay ar veree relyable. "Pardon, Monsieur Sherlock Olmes, thay are rogs, tryeeng to tricka mee for thee elusive mees cheef? Mon Dieu!"

As the Pink Panther drives off, wheels - one by one - begin to fall off, brakes fail - floor falls through, PP's feet on ground in running motion >>>>

the story continues ...

SS!
raoflmao!
OH has a garrrraaaaajjjjjjjeeee!
lol
xxx

ah leanne you have come to help me

slaps vanishing cream on leanne

there, we are now parteners in crime

quick run, there's deputy dawg....he cant see us but he can sniff us

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>we are off

oh gawd! i didnt wash me socks!



we are done for!

pannicks and runs!

Nora Batty appears on scene, "Y aye mursur Pink Panther, hower u doin hen?" Espies Mamoiselle L'English out of her left eye, chases down road complete with wrinkly rolled down stockings and rolling pin ....

The story continues ....