Shoe Fly don't bother me!

Let me set the scene.

I needed someone to go shoe shopping with as Scroogie was going to watch his beloved football team play on Sunday. I asked Director Scrooge if she would like to come with me, unfortunately she was on nights this weekend (poor thing). She suggested I take Producer Himbug with me (!), I didn't think he'd want to spend his Sunday shoe shopping with me and said as much. Then, some time later, I suggested to Producer Himbug that we needed to have a production meeting as there was a few things we needed to get a grip on. He asked me what I was up to at the weekend and I explained about the shoe shopping and the football and that. Then, some more time later, Director Scrooge came over and Producer Himbug said that he was coming shoe shopping with me and that we could have our production meeting over lunch - strange boy, VOLUNTEERING to come shopping for shoes! He is now fully educated on the evils of toe cleavage and what makes a lovely shoe (essential skills, I'm sure you'll agree).

So we went shoe shopping, Producer Himbug bought two pairs to my one pair, but spent half as much - How does that work?!? Erm and the production meeting? Well, my head was filled with shoes, so naturally I forgot my production notebook but we did have lunch!

I have another story to tell about our new pet. On Saturday I saved a fly that had landed in my little panther's water bowl. I fished it out and set it on the side to dry out. Now it has no fear of us (it let Scroogie stroke it) and I think it thinks it's our pet, so we've called it Jeff. Seriously.