Some body put me out in space!!!!!!!!! I mean out in the darkness of the great beyond.... I could see the great ship old MOTELY. I thought there were vistors docking on the great shell of a ship, but maybe my eyes decieved me. Upon awaking one morning I found myself floating around in space. Thankfully I was I was bound to the ship by a heavy rope! I could look around and see all of the stars in the sky. I thought it was the most beautiful sight to see! But then I relized it was coooold out there. I screamed with all my might but lo I did not hear a single word!!!! Finally relised that my return to the ship was depending upon me, myslef and I. For every pull upon the rope was going to be so very hard. I would take two pulls and the rope would give me one. But after awhile(a few weeks I'd say) I made it back> Now I must try to remember how I managed to get in that predictament. Oh am I hungry as a pig!

Gramiewhamie with a puzzle look on her face

You have a very eager diner now, Danish Chef. Gramiewhamie. Will you please make some nourishing soup for her? (Has Squeaky left any cream? She's such a greedy cat! Unlike me. ) Gramiewhamie is very cold too, so no vichyssoise, please. Something hot and comforting.

Horsey is getting a nice warm blanket for you Gramiewhamie, so you'll be warm and full soon. Did you know we are lost? Again. The Captain and the computer are not communicating very well. We think Casey will straighten everything out, though, so don't worry. Too much.

Didn't your Mummy tell you to wear a warm jumper in places like that ?

Um. what's a "jumper?" I leap from high places. Does that make me a "jumper?" Horsey is a "jumper" too. That is, when Mrs. Grundy hits a high note without warning he leaps very high. Does altitude have anything to do with this? Maybe Fang knows or he can look it up.

Gramiewhamie, come to my pantry !
Here you can choose from three kettles, get warm and eat, until you burst.
The captains pot today contains his usual kangaroo tail soup, laced with sherry.
But more filling is my favourite : Barley groats, cooked with big chunks of smoked ham, just as the Danish Vikings liked it.
But perhaps you prefer the Brazilian Feijoada, which I cooked for our pet dogs Casey and Fang. It is like a Texas Chili, but with a lot of pig's feet and pig's ears.
And before you start enjoying a delicious meal, a pot of hot sweet tea is waiting. Piaf prepared it, adding generous slucks of her cream and of the captain's rum !