Judy

It is a very stormy day.

The tree's are being lashed by the rain and the bushes are being whipped by the wind.

Yes, I'm afraid it's an S & M kind of day.

Trotter doesn't like S & M kind of days as they play merry havoc with his coat. He was therefore extremely pleased when he noticed this lovely rainbow. He decided to try and follow the rainbow to its end to see if he could find a crock of IAMs, but instead ended up in the Jude the Insecure, where he stopped for a pint of real ale and some monkey nuts.

He remembered the last time he had been here, the day of the sponsored walk, if he remembers correctly. They had asked us all to leave as children were not allowed in the bar, in the garden, or, apparently, within a 10 mile radius of the fascist wanker barman, ugly twat.

The remembrance sours his pint, so he has a cursory piss up against the table leg, and sets off home where he intends to have a hot bath, and have one of the other pets try to comb out his tussled furry coat.