Grendola and the three greedy gnomes she'd fallen in with some days before burst from the door of the island crypt and falling down the stairs like one enormous pile of pots, pans and a huge green cauldron with legs attached they lurched forward pulling each other along. Having covered at least a hundred paces and passing by the tribal boundary they stopped to catch their breath.
At that point a poisonous dart bounced off the back of Grendola's helm and turning together Grendola and the naughty triplets watched as the tribe of cannibal goblins erupted en masse from the crypt all carrying wicked crystal knives and bone maces.
"Save us Aunty Gren" cried Hali, Mixima and Papilloma of the infamous Tosis tribe. Quickly looking up and heading straight towards the sun Grendola brought them swiftly to the cliff edge having not thought about the suns movements in the hours they'd spent below ground. The huge rollers crashed onto the thrusting volcanic rocks below and their little boat was all of a stones throw away but beyond their ability to get to it as the cliffpath path down was now beyond the goblin horde.
"save us Aunty Gren" cried the brothers and at that moment, perhaps following the rattling her brain had received when the dart hit, a thought entered Grendola's head (it found itself quite lonely and started running about shouting "help get me out of here"). Seizing the moment and her size 24 red polka dot "frilly" bloomers in one hand she gathered the three gnomes in the other and leaped. By luck rather than planning the bloomers caught the wind and ballooning the quartet sailed down towards their boat. Goblins hordes above still tell strange tales of the giant flying peach they saw that day but Grendola knows better.
Clambering into the boat the troublesome triplets quickly paddled out to find themselves hitting the surf, falling forward into the boat as the first wave struck Grendola found herself with helmet wedged at the gnomes feet and behind, well behind, but standing proudly in the air. Those cannibal goblins have strong stomachs but many lost control that day and to this day young goblins run to their beds and hide their heads in fear when the elders tell of the polka dot demon and the sea monsters maw.
( and its all totally true................................)
Zoogmunch.
Red Polka Dot "Frilly" bloomers, Sizes 20-28, never leave home without them. At knockdown prices, also in green, from Miss Grendola Pigstrotter. 50 true a pair.
