Wednesday, September 15, 2010

SEARCH FOR DARWIN IDIOT

A member of the British aristocracy is coming to Darwin to try and find her missing son . She is Lady Addle , a descendant of a long line of inbred village idiots. Her missing son, Nigel Addle 111 , fled to the colonies after he had a fling with a milkmaid on the leafy ancestral estate. He flung the contents of a milk pail over the maid and she grabbed a broad sword from the castle wall and chased him , threatening to cut off his knickerbockers.

The Addle family has a proud history of cowardice since 1066 , and young Nigel was no exception when confronted by Betsy, the comely milkmaid. He fled to London with a local conman , Dick Whittington, and then caught a clipper for Orstralia

Since then, Lady Addle has only received one alarming, short letter from her runaway son , sent from Darwin . It read : Dear Mumsy, It ain’t half hot here . Gainfully employed selling dolls eyes and mothballs . Next month I will help colonial cobber, Guy Fawkes, blow up the NT Legislative Assembly. Your Infectious son, Nigel Addle 111.

Lady Addle had a touch of the vapours when she read that her wayward son is suffering from something infectious, hoping it is not a reportable social disease picked up from a windjammer dunny seat.

She and her chinless daughter , Mopsy, will be arriving in Darwin next week to search for young Nigel who bears a striking resemblance to the cheeky Mad Magazine urchin.
Any reader knowing the whereabouts of young Nigel should contact the Salvation Army and the Bomb Squad.