As you can imagine , The Beast is no stranger to bad wind.
But what a night. As Beast snuggled up under his Transformers Duvet , a howling maelstrom battered the Beast's Liar.
I awoke to 5 wheeley bins and someones fence in my front garden , and one of my double back gates has gone awol.
Wind being the theme of the day , Mrs Gaskers starts her cabbage soup diet this morning .As Mrs G sits directly behind , poor Beasty will be basking in the warm gusts tinged with a delicate hint of bowel.Formidable as the ghastly french would have it.
I cant post pictures to blogger at present so you will just have to taken as read the hilarious pictures I had lined up for this post
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