Comrade Bush has really sorted out a nice pad for our stay !
For some reason one room was just full of bananas! These yanks have some weird ideas about hospitality.
We were just settling down with a few crates of Black Tom, when a load of people started turning up expecting some sort of do.
We have made loads of new friends - Elton, Brad, Angelina. Apparently, they all turned up thinking they were coming for a boring evening in with Uncle. Must have got the wrong address.
Anyway, we are showing them how to really party!- better than sitting around the fire drinking buckets of cocoa and having to listen to that tedious old tyrant droning on about how brilliant he is.
Hitmouse has just run in with an early edition of "The New York Times" with yours truly on the cover! - some guff about 'Uncle' in it too. Good job I wore the sunglasses - otherwise he might recognise me and shop us.
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