The Answerbank Summer Fetete - Part 2

[mrs_overall]

In the village of Answerbank under the Wold (twinned with Ooomegoolies, Australia), the fete Chairman, Whiskery Ron continued to supervise the setting up of stalls.
At the Guess the Weight of the Cake stall, Boo was looking decidedly green about the gills.
"I only ate a teeny bit from underneath the cake and now I feel sick" she moaned.
"Oh you fool" said Ron. "You should never have eaten any of it, Psybbo baked it."
They both shuddered at he same time.
"If that wasn't bad enough, Psybbo has booked a stall to sell her homemade cup cakes" said Ron.
"Dr Sqad and Mamya will be kept busy today then" said Boo with a grimace as she reached for a bucket.
Ron moved on and spotted Craft adding the final touches to her tent. She was wearing her fortune tellers outfit (made from old curtains she found in a skip), several diaphanous scarves, numerous beads and jangly bracelets and was looking rather sweaty. As the village postmistress, she had spent an hour steaming open a few last minute letters to try and glean any information regarding the addressees.Drawing herself up to her full height of 3'8" she fussed about with her tent which she had "borrowed" in the dead of night from the Scout hut.
The stalls were a true mish mash of items for sale. AOG was selling back issues of the Daily Mail, Gness was selling numerous Guiness related items and ornaments she had collected over the past 70 years.
Ron shook his head sadly as he spotted Marval's stall. Marval had hired a stall and had been vague at the time of the booking, saying the items for sale were safety related it. The table was piled high with condoms of every conceivable size, colour and flavour and were only just slightly out of date.
Ron moved swiftly to a large van which had backed through the gates. He recognised it as Sunny Dave's van.
"Morning Dave. What are you up to?" ask Ron in a fake cheery voice.
"I am doing a moped stunt display with the assistance of a few mates. We'll be jumping through burning hoops and that sort of thing on our Honda 50's"
Ron patted the fete insurance policy in his pocket as he moved on.
Humbersloop was adding the last bucket of water to a child's paddling pool and then put up a sign saying "Zorbing - only £5 a go!"
Ron had no idea what Zorbing was but told himself if it only involved a small paddling pool then it couldn't be too dangerous.
Hearing raised voices, Ron turned and saw several of the villagers having a heated argument outside the Lost & Found Children Tent.
With a sigh, he headed towards them.


TO BE CONTINUED

[Psybbo]

I'll have you know the green in my cake is spinach hic!

[shoota]

Point of order - the Honda 50 is not a moped.

[Dee Sa]

keep up the good work Mrs O, where do you get all that inspiration from ? you truly are the queen of C/B story telling, long may you reign.
Dee x