Ramson Hunter

Me: Who the hell is that?

Nell: Mind your language, please. There are young animals around.

Me: It’s put me off my cornflakes.

Nell: Come upstairs and I’ll tell you. David had a bad night so Mutley and Harriet are letting him sleep in front of the fire.

Me: That’s the scariest sheep I’ve ever seen.

Nell: Yes. After Henry’s last message we decided to do some research. Timothy is lying low at the moment due to the holiday season so he volunteered to go online.

Me: It’s a tough time of year for turkeys.

Nell: Exactly. Anyway, it turns out Sadie Hunter is part of the Hunter clan and her partner in crime is Ramson Hunter.

Me: Is that him?

Nell: Yes, and we have reason to believe he is holding Sally and Henry prisoner.

Me: Oh dear. Do we know where?

Nell: We are hoping for another message from Henry but Knitwear Wolf thinks it might be up at Beefy Mansion on Dartmoor.

Me: Knitwear Wolf comes into his own in this weather, doesn’t he? All those thick sweaters and warm cardigans.

Nell: We are discussing imprisonment not knitwear.

Me: Yes, of course.

Nell: Apparently Ramson Hunter is known for his ruthlessness so we need to free them as soon as we can.

Me: Does Dave know?

Nell: We haven’t told him yet. Fortunately The Cat persuaded Sadie to stay over last night.

Me: How did it do that?

Nell: Cheese. She can’t resist it.

Me: Clever.

Nell: It had a Swiss cheese fondue evening. It turns out that Hamish can yodel.

Me: Has there been any sign of his sporran?

Nell: Oh yes. That cheese stealing Beefy flies over regularly throwing mackerel out of it.

Me: Were they fresh?

Nell: That’s not the point.

Me: No. Sorry.

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