The “boom-bing” campaign is being rethought right now.

I’ve just gone through the seeds that I was going to bomb around the village and then a note was popped through the door about changes on the Village Parochial Council.

Imagine what would happen to me if pumpkins, carrots, chocolate mint and GARLIC started sprouting in the graveyard ? ? ?

Worse : The new head of the Parochial Council is an old school chum. Things would start getting too silly for comfort and we’d both be excommunicated. Even though it’s C of E.

I can’t do that to him :o)

GB Bomb on the High Street – sorry. My bad :o(