Hugh’s days with us are sadly drawing nigh and he has, alas, had to start to pack his Louis Viutton trunk and reluctantly get in touch his agent to see what “invitations” were waiting to be accepted.
“Oh Boyz, my ‘art is sooooo sad and sooooo heavy laden with lead at zee though of leaving you. I can never sank you enough for zis time spent amongst you and all zee memories it ‘as made, no? I ‘ave sooo enjoyed being zee ordinary person …… it has all been so wonderful no?…….
…….But zee sing I like zee best to do is taking all zee rubbishy bits out, somesing I ‘ave never done before no? And I do not sink I ‘ave ever seen Simone Cowelllle do it eizer! I did not sink it was sooooo complicated, all zee sorting out of zee plastic, and zee cardboard and zee paper and zee glass …. and zee peelings of zee potatoes and carrots!! Oh, it was, how you say formidable and zee grave responsibility for zee Friday morning, no?”
What is he like? It looks like Castle Greysquirrel has well and truly grounded him…… no?