Hmmm. Now where did I leave my storytelling pen? I bet that impish Islebod has run away with it again. I'll have to tell the Gonk, for there is much he wanted me to do with it. Can't tell all the little chilleroonies about him if I have nothing to write with, perhaps there's something in this drawer? No. Full of bananas. Bananas everywhere. A whole draw full of them, well, one solitary broccoli sprout but aside from that nothing but yellow fruit. I know it's his favourite but still. Well it seems I'll have to think of another way of telling his story; perhaps I could fashion an ink well out of some old toilet rolls and sticky back....no...it'd roll off the desk. How about I build a Caxton printing device using Islebod's discarded pizza crusts and a rudimentary...no, Islebod never leaves the crusts. Boy, I'm a little stuck Parents? Children? Any ideas .........hmmm. I know...oh wait The Gonk is coming Quick Look Busy