Oh Dear Mr ketchup what have you done now.? A
Story by ROSALIND
A Chapter by ROSALIND
Mr Ketchup’s toilet overflows
Oh
.Boy it's going to be one of these days thought Mr Ketchup were
everything won't go according to plan.
Mr Ketchup was busy trying to unblock his toilet with the toilet brush but it
wasn't fit to do the job.
Poor Mr ketchup had tried and tried to unblock the toilet but he seemed to be
making it much worse.
" Oh bother," whatever shall I do now wailed Mr Ketchup."
The clock struck Half Nine and soon Torn face Tomato and His cousin were coming
to pick him up for his
morning coffee. But Mr Ketchup had other things on his mind right now.
Well has you can imagine, He was getting into a muddle with the blocked up
toilet.
He tried using a long stick and shoved the thing into the toilet pan.
Oh it’s no use i have tried nearly everything to unblock this stupid toilet.
Mr Ketchup dived head first into a dark cupboard were spiders used to spin
there webs all over the walls.
Just then there was a loud thud, poor Mr ketchup fell over all the brooms
and the rusty mob bucket.
He looked like a fly, covered in thick gooey cob webs. Slowly but surely
the spiders all made their way across the wall they crawled over him. Poor old Mr Ketchup felt really lost, scared,
Torn Face Tomato and his cousin Mr Chips think that He had forgotten about his
coffee date.
Poor old Mr Ketchup nothing went right for him
A few hours later Mr Chips and Torn Face Tomato arrived at the front door
knocking rather impatiently
but to their dismay there wasn't a response. Mr Chips said that he would try
the back door.
But too their surprise they found it ajar the Tabby the cat had been waiting
for his early morning breakfast.
Soon as Mr Chips, Torn Face Tomato made their way into the kitchen. Tabby
the cat stood there meowing for his
food.
“Let’s check up the stairs said Mr Chips."
Off they both went to climb the stairs together but to their horror the
bathroom was flooded with pew.
with floating tissue paper from outside the toilet. Mr Ketchup, moans were
heard yards away, Haggis came in the nick of time to save the whole house
turning into the River Tweed.
Haggis had his work cut out for him quickly he sent out a SOS for the plumber
and the rescue emergency team
meaning the police fire service. You couldn't move a muscle in Mr Ketchup’s
house.
Haggis struggled to make a cup of tea for Poor Old Mr Ketchup who seemed to be
still in shock from his ordeal with his two black eyes he was lucky to get out
alive.
Poor Old Mr ketchup lay on the sofa moaning and groaning all evening.
Eventually the mess in the bathroom stunk the whole house out with bad flumes
from the over flow from the toilet. Mr Ketchup’s house smelt rather like the
pew that the farmers use for their crops.
Torn Face Tomato spewed up everywhere and had to go home. While Mr Chips stayed
to see if he could be of any help.
“I think it going to take a lot of elbow grease to get this house back to
normal. Mr Chips, sighed.”
"And a lot's and lots of paint and new flooring replied Haggis,
"looking very worried .
" whatever shall I do cried Mr ketchup, with tears rolling down his
cheeks."
" please don't upset yourself Mr Chips smiled am sure everyone will rally
around to help you out."
I do hope so boys and girls do you.
© 2014 ROSALIND