Running time: 35:00 mins
- Intro
- Named Characters and References
- Keywords
- Song/Music
- Answerphone
- Next episode when?
- To help me … go to patreon.com
- And remember…
- Sir Chuntley Buffingham
Intro
Clairvoyant/Spiritualist – do you wish to stare into the future?
Named Characters and References
Sir Chuntley Buffingham
Buford & Jenny (trespassing teenagers) and Old Lumpy the Groundskeeper
Brian Surgery
Tim Quilting and Hugo Groin
The Racist Fishmen of Arkham by H R Lovenstuff
William McKinley
Glovelorn
Keywords
Sir Chuntley has locked Tom in the ‘basement’ (actually with the neighbours).
The Ghost Witch Puppet fails to scare trespassing teenagers in the McGillicudy Place.
Emergency Call: The year is 1990 in Ho Chi Minh City in Hampshire. Tim Quilting and class 4B going potholing at the Idol (Idle?) Chasm Outdoor Exploration Centre with Hugo Groin the veteran cave diving instructor. “Literally terrified into learning”.
Drama Parlour: The Racist Fishermen of Arkham by H R Lovenstuff. Sir Chuntley has come to sell cigarettes and firearms to the children of Arkham. The Omens of Arkham including the three-headed boy and “the girl who got hit in the head with a brick when 10 and suddenly got really, really good at maths”. The C Word Inn. Children drawn to Fish Gutting Warehouse Basement with strange, blue, cold fire. Most racist joke ever heard.
Tom has been bored to death by neighbours precious memory slides and Great Gatsby themed wedding album.
Song/Music
Theme from ‘Emergency Call’ by Brian Surgery and Glovelorn
Answerphone
1. I ordered fried chicken from the Piri-Piri place but it was a Chinese Duck Banquet for 4. How can your science explain that?
2. Cat got flattened by a lorry and walked back in alive and well 2 weeks later. Stopped going to church after that.
3. I saw a ghost. Well my 2nd cousin did and he would never lie. Well, except at the inquest. But not to me. Well, except at my wedding. But we’d all had a lot to drink.
Next episode when?
Tom can get Sir Chuntley’s musk out of the recording studio
To help me … go to patreon.com
Ruin my body with frozen pies and gin.
And remember…
Ring a ring o’ roses, a pocketful of posies, atishoo, atishoo, we all go into Tier 3 local lockdown.
Sir Chuntley Buffingham
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