Mr Ketchup gets caught up in the fog

Poor Mr Ketchup is in trouble again..

The nights were getting extremely cold.
And poor Mr Ketchup feet where frozen
stiff he'd been out walking for hours.
"Oh boy,  It's so misty out here I cannot
see a thing."
Oh bother has he silently muttered to myself.
 I shan't be able to find my way back home in this fog he thought.
Poor Mr Ketchup seemed to be in trouble again.
Sweet Potato Face worries about her dear husband when he doesn't  arrive home in time
for his tea, she had been busy preparing a special meal for her cousin Molly Mustard Pot.



Two hours had gone by and still no sign of Mr Ketchup or Molly Mustard Pot. The dinner was now beginning to dry up, and soon would be ruined and fit for the bucket. 
Oh I do wish That Mr Ketchup would hurry up.

Mr Ketchup had simply lost his way through the fog and Poor Molly Mustard Pot appeared to be shivering outside the railway station. Mr Ketchup had been strolling along the country road for hours.
At Last He arrived at the railway station to pick up Molly Mustard Pot.
But Oh Dearie me he took hours to get there. because the weather had been really bad he kept on loosing his way around and around he went forward, sidewards, and even back -wards. down down he went tripping on Molly's suitcases.  Well she looked rather annoyed The Poor thing her feet, hands, had gone blue she had been waiting for Mr Ketchup to arrive hours ago but he lost his way through the thick black fog, and poor Molly looked as white as a sheet.

Better get You home Or I will be in big trouble.
Both of them trotted up to the taxi rank Mr Ketchup needed to get his cousin home and into a hot bath before she caught a nasty cold.
Twenty minutes later they both arrived home
Together in one piece.
"Oh Molly Mustard Pot I am so sorry, Mr Ketchup has a habit of getting into muddles". 
Let's get these wet clothes off and I run you a nice hot warm and dinner will be ready soon.
I am afraid it is just soup as the meal all dried up Mr Ketchup was much longer than I'd thought, Never mind I get the fire going again.
Soon they were both fed and Molly Mustard Pot looked more happy but no thanks to Mr Ketchup.
"Oh why do I always get the blame," he thought it's not fair, I tried my best, but I couldn't see a thing in that black fog.
Well what do you think children.?
 
 
 

Reviews

[Marie]

well now,Mr. Ketchup really couldn't help getting caught up in the fog, could he?