Saturday, August 19, 2006
Pool Dredged
Later that night, the pool was emptied and a full inspection carried out. Screams were heard at 2340hrs, as the mysterious object was found by the dredging team. Crabs worst fears were confirmed, as slowly, a hulking character emereged from the pool, glistening in the moonlight, with a glass of Chateau Lafite Rothschild 1989 still in his hand - it was Henri…. and he was drunk. It soon became clear that during the previous night Henri, who was spending the summer in his Greek holiday home on a neighbouring island, had been sent out by his father to fetch some more cheese biscuits from the island resort to the south. As their 1930s speedboat had run out of oil, Henri decided to don his childhood wetsuit and swim the 5 miles to the next island, but upon arrival, had passed out in the swimming pool.
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