Mr X

Scuse me SIRS!

But I spotted someone roaming around the perimiter this afternoon while digging uo the scones for this very afternoons tiffin what what what.

Upon investigation and the usual cry of STOP! ......... who wears flares. He revealed himself to me and then swiftly put it away, then he introduced himself to me.

Fortunately, I had my thrappleman 1899810 pocket cam with me and took a snap of the fellow. I turned to point towards the entry point and upon turning back he was gone. All that was left was the faint smell of ginger beer (so he must be a goodun).

Anyways, below is the picture of the said chappie. Could you please confirm that he is one of the crew and I can invite him in should I chance upon him again what what what!

Chocks

[Johnny Bonkers]

What ho Chap!

You Types had better beware if you are "infringing" his uniform. I tried that once and got a cuff around the nethers for my trouble!!

According to Trumpy Trumpington, "Captain X" of the 555 is real enough. When he moves, you can sometimes hear the creak of his leather uniform, and that's real enough for me! On a scale of 1 to 10, that's a nine if I'm not much mistaken....and I'm not, so there!

Apparently, when he walks into a room, clocks function at three times normal speed.

Me and the Squadron boffins are working on this now, what what!

Oh no!.........a claxon is going GAHOOGAH GAHOOGAH! somewhere near the nissan huts!

I must away..................................

SIR! I could get near his fringe SIR! What what what?

I could hear the creaking when he was briefly with SIR! But I put this down to the badgers mating in the woods, you know how they love to dress up first. I should have been more aware that it was Mr X's Haddock Piece. But after him exposing his plum duff very early in our conversation, one tried to avert ones eyes what!

I heard the claxon going a short while ago, I do hope it's not those ghastly Evo chaps launching some kind of underhand and wangbusting raid again SIR! I will make my way to the Nissans with a framblastica warped wind ray gun, just in case.

What what what and tally bobs!