...and I am, quite frankly, a bit of a twat.

Yes Hans fans, once again I managed to thwart the bulldog clip and attempt another daring escape into the very big wide world, away from the claws of the crazy lesbian that coos at me.

But what was this? I had not ventured into these realms before! This was not the pristine landscape of my Grimsby house! Where was the gleaming whiteness of the bathroom tiles I love to roam so much? The air freshener I love to knock over? The bath I love to climb?

Distressed, I did the only sensible thing, and climbed into a large bucket, and remained there until morning.

bucket