No, Not Possibly But Most Probably Another

When He went outside yesterday He discovered that not only had Fred bent the bird table but had also knocked over a tray of baby corn waiting to be planted out. They are very very bent. Fred will be more than very very bent if He can get His hands on it. (Wake-Up-And-Feed-Me call was at 3.45 this morning.)

Yesterday the neighbours had a bbq: TB was not invited but got in on the act anyway. Of course. After it had been forcibly restrained from eating the steak and sausages it went and smiled at all the guests, one by one. Nobody could resist. The upshot was that TB threw up in the middle of the party in the middle of the lawn. Myself stayed on afterwards to help clear up.