Contributed by Martyn Green Coordinator, Baywater Anglers
		The Terrible Twosome								Lenny the lobster lay in his comfortable seaweed nest, his great claws folded comfortably on his rather full tummy, snoring gently, dreaming of sandeel sarnies or cockles that had been tipped in the pool with just a little mayonaisse left on the side. He snorted, one claw reaching futilely out in his sleep, then gave a couple of twitches and relaxed back into a deeper and more restful sleep. Bang! Crash! Bang! Wallop! Boom! He awoke with a start, falling out of his nest with the urgency of the summons. “What? What! Who’s, who’s there?” “G’Day Lenny! Hope we didn’t wake ya cobber!” His eyes crossed momentarily, then refocused as, with a huge grin, he leapt out of bed, his legs click clacking across the floor. “Bruce!” “G’Day Lenny!” Chorused a pair of voices from just outside his little cave. “Wayne? Is that you?” “Sure is Lenny, I guess we could’a waited a bit longer, but we was jus’ so excited at bein’ here we couldn’t help ourselves. We didn’t think you’d mind.” “No, no I don’t. It’s just so great to see you both. What brings the pair of you here?” “Well, you see, Lenny, we was going walkabout…” “Walkabout, right, that’s right…” “Put a sock in it Bruce. It’s like a bloomin’ echo! Anyway, as I was saying, we was going walkabout and I said to Bruce here, you know what we ought to do, Bruce?” “What’s that, Wayne?” “Put a sock in it, Bruce. I said Lenny…” “He did, that’s just what he said, Lenny.” There was a resounding bang from just outside the door. Lenny jumped back with a start, then opened the door to see Wayne lying on his back, his eyes crossing and uncrossing, a big grin on his face as he slowly got to his feet. He put a claw to his forehead, gingerly touching a lump that was slowly forming. “Well, if you put it like that, Wayne.” “I do. Now, as I was saying, we just upped on an old anchor…” “Clear out of the briny, we did, riding right up just out of the sea, hanging on to this old anchor for all we was worth…” “And here we are, a couple of weeks later.” Lenny grinned. “You must be starved! I’ll go and fix you something to eat.”
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