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Bert Bricklebonk staggered from Belle-End’s hostelry…

It had been a good afternoon’s gargling and his head was singing. Another of them daft reporters had been in from London, searching for the leg-end of the Fallshirmjagers. In between whisky chasers Bert had waxed lyrical as he drank the hack’s ale and told the story, he then sent the lad on his way to look at the Old Watermill and search the churchyard for an old, overgrown gravestone. Bert wended his way up the lane till he heard a shout of…

“TAKE ME TOO YOUR LEADER!”

Looking down and squinting Bert saw three little green men in the lane.

” You young ‘uns off to a fancy dress party then, those costumes look a bit naff though.”

The Great Emperor Zooney the Lazoon, a pretty niggley little fellow at the best of times levitated in fury. The globe clasped in his gauntlets glowed bright and Bert was bathed in pale blue light… then he turned into a frog. The Great Emperor Zooney the Lazoon floated back to earth with an evil smirk…

“Now hop it Granddad!”

"Wot did you do in the war Grandad?"

"I was with Harry... At The Bridge!"