General Chat

'And cut!' said the Director. 'Thank you folks, that a wrap for tonight'

OH looked around for the wrap because she was a little chilly. This army uniform was uncomfortable, itchy and not at all chic. However, Allan was indeed very pleased with his Airforce blue. His little tache was the crowing glory. Allan caught sight of himself, and fancied himself a double of Errol Flynn.

'Back to the changing rooms please, supporting actors' cried the Props Mistress. And so Allan and OH headed towards the open door....

….Of the Tardis.

Nothing else could explain the rapid time travel, nor the various locations visited.

Allan fiddled with his sonic screwdriver; his wife slapped him and told him to behave himself.

Unfortunately, it was too late and the inevitable happened.

A large whoosh, and general turbulence.


Allan and OH looked on aghast and not one, not two, but three Doctors appeared before them. Doctor Kildare, Doctor Casey and Doc Martin.


Allan assured himself it was because he had a bump on his head the size of an egg, that accounted for the mirage. OH promised never to belt him with her handbag again.


The Tardis was being hauled away by a crane and deposited with the rest of the props in Studios.


'Maybe' thought Allan 'if I went on to Who Wants To Be A Millionaire' I could win the money, and we could get home!


They went off in search of Jeremy...…………...

… as they went Allan's OH realised she was beginning to get a tickly cough.....

Allan resisted that old joke about a certain cough sweet, and passed OH a barley sugar!

Allan sat himself down in one of the seats, and the lights dimmed.

Out strode Jeremy.....

Clarkson!

Oh no, thought Allan, now we are in for the ride of a lifetime.

He wondered if Dr Finlay was trackside in case of accidents.

No Dr Finlay was away on a housecall.

However Janet was walking around with a tray of tea, and shortbread biscuits.

Unfortunately Janet caught her foot in some of the trailing electrical leads, and the tray went up into the air......

But, marvellous man that Allan was, he managed to catch all the falling food entrée.

He did, however, ask Janet to bring some longer bread as he was feeling more than a bit peckish.

What Allan hadn't noticed was the tea pot had landed on poor OH head and somehow had cut her forehead. Doc Martin jumped into action...all the time trying not to look at the blood of course. When he finished Allan couldn't help himself, he laughed and laughed....OH wondered how he could be so cruel...then Allan showed her a mirror...she was bandaged up like a Mummy...

With the tea cosy on her head.

Allan placed OH onto an office chair with castors and pushed his beloved out of the studios. The air would do her good.

'Ah great' said the guy from the Props Dept. 'I see you have the Mummy for the advert. Bring it in, we are about the start filming very soon' Thus saying he took OH into the hangar, and placed her onto a chaise, after removing said tea cosy.

'What on earth was this advert?' thought Allan

Another similarly wrapped person was rolled onto the set.

Oh no, thought Allan, please don't say that we've wandered into a Mummy, Mummy joke

Nope, don't know any of those.

The advert was for a soap that made you as beautiful as Cleopatra. The Mummies were just window dressing. Cleopatra was lead in and sat upon a golden throne.

OH kept squirming in the bandages and was removed.


Once again onto the street Allan and OH went in search of a quiz show to win some money.

Allan’s head started to hurt again,
Was he worried about not being able to answer the quiz questions OR was it the curse of the mummy.....

Allan wondered if he had been bonked on the boko with a Hammer.

Never say never, they walked towards The Cube.....

Except Allan being a tad square didn't know it which The Cube to go for...and somehow found himself in The Cube restaurant in the University of Toronto..well he always is a bit peckish...."well if I'm in Toronto" thought Allan "I might as well do the Edgewalk"....what could possibly go wrong.......

... I've been living on the edge for weeks - so here go...……………...es!

Down and down went Allan and OH. She hanging onto him for grim death.

Luckily there was an awning below and broke their fall.

However a great crowd had gathered, and phoned the local tv station.

Before they knew it, Allan and OH were being interviewed by a reporter.....

"Good evening everyone I'm Pat Foran for Consumer Alert. Tonight we're talking to Allan and his long-suffering OH. They've just fallen off the edge walk and somehow survived the massive fall from the top of the CN tower. Tell me, how does it feel?"

"Well Pat I've had some amazing adventures lately but toppling off this little tower beats them all. If it wasn't for OH copious bag acting like a parachute I hate to think what might have happened."....as Allan finished speaking he realized OH was nowhere to be seen....looking off into the distance he spotted her...she'd made it to sugar beach already and was attempting to board the BlueNose 2..."that would never make it all the way home" thought Allan.....

Where is Detective Murdoch when you need something invented!

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