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What’s the best party you’ve ever been to? Was it one of your own or possibly a friend’s? Was it laden with so many cakes that afterwards you had to invest in a new pair of teeth because you ate so much sugar and dissolved your original pair? Did you dance like a maniac when ‘We Close Our Eyes’ by Go West came on, accidentally span round into an elderly man and sent his pint flying across the room?

I can guarantee you that no matter how great a party it was, it cannot compete with whatever kind of party Dr Owl is throwing.

Woah, steady on there, boy!

Not that I could tell you exactly the kinds of shenanigans that go on. This particular book was on sale in a lovely bookstore called ‘Barter Books’ in Alnwick. It was so special that it was behind glass; no common chubby funsters could go flicking through the pages. If you wanted to know what Dr Owl was getting up to you needed to cough up a stonking £24.00 for the privilege. It wasn’t even a first edition or a special version with a foreword by some famous owl who loved the book, merely a simple reprint. I don’t have those kinds of Newcastle pounds to do blowing on secret insights. A man can dream though, a man can dream.

A sound investment if ever I saw one.

2 comments on “What a party

  • What a smashing bonnet that owl’s wearing. If I ever get to go to Dr Owl’s party, I’ll be sure to get myself a bonnet, shawl or headscarf like that.

  • Dr. Owl’s guest (assuming Dr. Owl is the foreground owl) doesn’t look to be enjoying the Dr.’s advances all that much. He appears to have led her up into a quiet tree whilst the party continues below… is he hoping for some branch-based owl nookie?
    I’d say judging by the behatted owl’s expression, he isn’t going to be getting any.

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