Prison Bars

A long long time ago, deep in the mists of time when Ernie first came here, his HIM put up this barricade so Ernie couldn't get upstairs.

Trouble is it keeps me out as well. - except that it doesn't really because I can get through a gap in the bannisters. 'Cause I'm quite a bit thinner than Ernie.

But sometimes a girl doesn't like to scridge through a tiny gap - sometimes she wants to climb the stairs through the big gate. Elegantly.

I don't do elegant very well, I'm afraid.