Anyway ............
So, here is Pog (003.5), armed with his Amstrad de-coder (tho I for one believe this to be an aircraft homing device ...... in which case Pog is in for one almighty shock when he switches it on !!) sittin alongside the Badger, who STILL doesn't have his pork scratchings ..... sooooo they thank the scruffy magician very kindly for his magical stuff (he may well appear again later in the story) and off they go for the famous cyber pub in Suffolk, manned (womanned?) by Trish, the Fairy Godmother of all drunks and layabouts ... aided and abetted by her Maid (£10 an hour cleaning duties, £5 an hour doorkeeper/bouncer duties ... likes that he does !).....
Okay, okay, it's in entirely the wrong direction but this story must run ............
En route, they encounter Ms Leafy again, hell bent on liquid refreshment, and this time, having ascertained there are no longer any disguised Lemsips in the back seat, accept an offer of a lift. Badger's two-wheeled contraption is stowed away in the ashtray and the intrepid trio settle nice and comfy in the back seat, while Ms Leafy puts her toe down hard .... unfortunately through the floorboards, but that's Cortinas for you ... sigh.
It was at this point that secret agent Pog 003.5 decided on the mad idea of switching on the Amstrad decoder and ........ oh dear .......... it suddenly becomes clear that this is indeed a homing device ....... because out of the clouded sky hurtles a Barnowl, intent on its target ............ what will happen ...... will Ms Leafy get her foot back through the floorboards in time ? what are the Barnowl's intentions ? Will two of the trio stop trying to wrestle Pog 003.5 to the floor in a desperate attempt to switch off the damned decoder before Concorde decides to pay a visit too ? What happens next ...... is this a cliffhanger ? if so ...... what are cliffs doing in this neck of the woods ?? ...... the thick plottens .............
to be continued