At last, I can lose those sensible seal fur thongs


…….I recently had the dubious pleasure
of picking up the famous polar
explorer Veronika Norks while
returning from a drop at Fracas’ place.

I fear she had been hitting the Alaskan Pinot Grigiot a little heavily.

Thank goodness the autopilot was
functioning properly while I had to
manhandle, (sorry, I mean restrain)
her.

She insisted on trying to show me her extensive collection of lingerie, all the time waffling on about how the last gentleman from the
South Coast of England she’d shared a flight with, had offered to send her interesting samples from the Museum of Undercrackers that he was building in a basement of his cliff-top mansion.

They had met in the departure lounge at Gatwick Airport.
He was apparently quite inebriated, and insisted on calling her Uma.

Eventually, my cockpit looked like an explosion in the Victoria’s Secret warehouse, we had to tie her down…………………………………………………………………….

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