Grey Moon – Wednesday (ep. 25)
Reala was freezing. She was sat peering out of the window at three penguins on opposite side of the road.
The penguins then industriously made a snow slide and tried sliding down it. Being made of snow, it fell apart.
They then crossed the road and tried the slide in the Grey Moon beer garden.
Reala caught her breath. There was a punchline there.
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. There are no depths I will not plumb for a groan!
Also, these penguins turn up in quite a few tales. My editor has declared them her spirit animals. I think I understand…