Hi readers, I have been having a clear out of my attic and have found old work from University. Scribbled in my notes is this little story, it doesn’t have an end but for eager beaver fans there IS a follow up story about the donkeys which I will type up another time.
Once upon a time, in a land known as Blackpool, there lived a chicken sandwich. He was born into a wealthy family so everything came easily to him including Marzipan. Snacky, the chicken sandwich, loved his Marzipan so much so, he forced the inhabitants of Blackpool to build him a Marzipan castle on the north pier. For some reason this happened just before the rebellion of the independent thinking donkeys and Snacky was caught up in the forest fire. For years people assumed he was toasted and later devoured by one of the donkeys, until one day a forensic scientist strolled into city hall and told the mayor what he believed to be the cause of the fire.
The silliness is still in me to this day!