Date: July 20, 1969
Location: The Frido factory in Reddish, Stockport, England
The following is a (mostly) true story of the strange effect that the moon exerted over the bucolic Cheshire countryside...
Frank: Alright everyone, we need to get all of these tubes shipped out by the
end of the day to stay on schedule! They're going to the United States, poor blighters!
You, lad, into a tube.
Wesley: Oh, certainly.
Holly Belle: Hey!
Wesley: Oh, I do beg your pardon, ma'am! I thought this one was empty.
Holly Belle: Well, aren't you a pretty boy! I'd love to invite you in,
but I'm afraid there's no room at all in this little bedsit.
Frank: Now, now, quiet down lass.
Holly Belle: Oh, bite me, shorty!
Frank: Hmmph, that one is going to cause somebody a heap of trouble!
Let's find an empty tube for you me boyo, eh?
Hey, just a bloomin' tic! Are those lashes I see peeking up above
those blue peepers of yours? Oh, assistant foreman! Come here!
We've got an eyelash situation!
Randall: These mistakes have been happening a lot, lately.
Frank: Well, best get Doreen over here straight away.
Randall: She's gone home for the day, I'm afraid.
Frank: What the devil?!?
Randall: Brenda and the big boss lady, too.
They all wanted to watch the US moon landing on telly.
Frank: Moon landing, aye? So that's why everyone has been so distracted!
Don't those daft Yanks know that a British chap named Wells went to the moon ages ago?
Randall: They're ignorant folk, I'm afraid.
Frank: No matter. We'll take care of this ourselves.
Get me that bucket of eyeshadow paint.
Frank: Now hold still. There, all fixed.
Randall: Er, it's not covering very well. And you missed an eyelash in the corner.
Frank: What? Nah, it's fine.
Wesley: I'm ever so grateful to you chaps.
Frank: Another job well done. I think we need to have tea and biscuits!
Randall: Sounds good to me. I just hope that crazy moon doesn't cause us anymore trouble.
Editor's Note: This post was originally planned for the 50th Anniversary of the U.S. Moon Landing, but we all know that time moves differently in Gregoropolis, so we present it to you now.
4 comments:
Love the factory in England and Frank's artistic repainting of Wesley's lashes!
The moon is a strange and mysterious planet, that can make for strange and mysterious goings on, like boys with lashes!
How lucky are we that Holly Belle crossed the pond and didn't land up somewhere in the north causing havoc! Or down south where she'd not be PM and running the country!!
Love your story, as I do every week, you're so clever!
But very sorry to disillusion you, Stockport is not at all bucolic -although lots of Cheshire is- and even wasn't in 1969. I learned to do clutch control driving in heavy traffic about then.
Please keep the wonderful stories coming!
Liz
That should have said Now be PM :)
Oh, Frank...telling HB to hush up....not wise...not wise at all!
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