Anyway to get back to home, Halloween went off quite well, apart from Tingle’s appearance as the sinister Augustus Sourswiggle. He and Grumbo had brought along a whole pile of horrible little bottles of some noxious mixtures they’d invented for their tricks (using the materials they’d stolen from my medicine cabinet and the pantry, I might add). The entire Training School stank of bad eggs and garlic when they’d finished and there was green smoke in the laundry room – I don’t believe I shall never get the marks and smell out of Nick’s best jacket. It didn’t help that Grumbo, who will eat almost anything, had been over enthusiastic in his tasting efforts in Florence’s cookery class and had developed the most disgusting wind.
Rhodri’s new packing machine is coming along nicely, or it was before one of Tingle’s extra special fireworks landed on top of the fuel tank. I must say Rhodri was very pragmatic about it all – he just said it didn’t matter as he still had the blueprint and the prototype had needed a few modifications anyway. Nick was rather less restrained when he saw the damage to the workshop, but I hadn’t better tell you what he said! Tingle has now been sent to Aberystwyth to join Miss MacGrammar who is developing a crash course in Welsh for the FCs and wanted a guinea pig to try it out on. Apparently she is much better.
The Toy Testing Department is full to bursting, which is keeping Grumbo out of more mischief for now at least, and without Tingle he isn’t such a handful, especially now that the wind has subsided.