What Ho!

What a wonderful place, the bed. A place for contemplation, a place of warm woolen protected peace, a place to escape from the all too persistant cares of the world.

Said cares suddenly manifest themselves in the form of a loud redheaded girl bellowing in your ear.

"Hey now, Petey, get yer lazy bum out of there before I give you a kick in your ribs!" the maiden declaims.

"Miss MacGillicuddy," Timpson uselessly announces. "Sir," he adds as an afterthought.