So Rose Wonderland made it back,but not to the home she knew so well,she was a little despondent as she settled into her ma's lap.'whatever will I do mamuz,everyone is saying I don't smell too good and mean people are saying I should only be known as Wonderland because I can't stop with my bullshitting'. Ma held her closer as Jamie eyed her suspiciously,whether he was jealous of Wonderland or Ma was unclear.
He was a little unsure as to whether or not he should have toughened her up this much,and so he stormed off out with their dog and found solitude aboard a lawn mower,but his peace was short lived',nooooo 'he cried ,head in hands on the steering wheel rocking uncontrollably 'ain't got no peterall'. Thus he had to retreat indoors,his voice echoing from room to room as he tried in vain to track down the coach load of people he knew where there somewhere.Henry had run ahead,made himself an ovaltine and was settled under his duvet,he knew he shouldn't really light a cigar but he thought 'f'em' and fumbled under his pillow for his magazine about dirty witches and the like.In the distance he thought he heard a few bars of Wham's Club Tropicana and he just knew there was a pool party going on and the night was his own.'Sod the ovaltine' he smirked 'where's that bottle of port' .....