Seedy.....

Mr Pickles is back for the next few days.

Yesterday, he sat on my desk for a while (showing me his collection of wet rot photos!), before informing me that I had 'spongy internals that would need a good seeing to'!

Then he disappeared downstairs with a sledgehammer, the radio, a copy of 'Beauty' magazine, and my packet of HobNobs.

I predict a long week of banging.

And double entendres....