Cravings for Pringles Crisps

I tried to quit, swore to others that I would, but ended up sniffing the dust off paprika Pringles in an airing cupboard.

Any particular reason why you felt the need to be in an airing cupboard? 

I was hiding from my critics, who are exclusively three fluffy toy dogs.

I think forum readers might now understand why I've never needed to take drugs...

Do you mean the snooker player? Or is this a different Stephen Hendry? In fact, is the name of the snooker player I'm thinking of even called Stephen Hendry? 

You must have taken the drugs I haven't taken!

I had the misfortune of seeing Stephen Hendry’s singing head sticking out of a Wheely bin earlier while I was channel hopping. It was like something from a Beckett play but with added nightmare fuel. 

Are you implying that my Palace looks like a wheelie-bin? I am not denying that interior might cause people to think they had stepped into a wheelie-bin, but the exterior certainly looks nothing like a wheelie-bin... although... 

I am sorry those researchers felt compelled to call the police (again), but presumably, they did not find you... Well, not unless you had poked your head out of your wheelie-bin abode and greeted them, thus alerting them to the fact that you live inside a wheelie-bin.

Oh a mobile home! Lovely way to live

They've clearly mistaken your palace home for my wheelie bin abode. If only they'd taken my numerous teachings on many subjects seriously, and not called the police again.

It's funny you should mention that, because I actually received a letter in the post from those NAS researchers saying the same thing. Not entirely sure why the letter had been sent to me and not you though.

Exactly. At last, someone wise enough to understand. I too have a track record of behaving sensibly, as those leading NAS researchers might tell you.

Exactly. At last, someone wise enough to understand. I too have a track record of behaving sensibly, as those leading NAS researchers might tell you.

Do you mean the snooker player? Or is this a different Stephen Hendry? In fact, is the name of the snooker player I'm thinking of even called Stephen Hendry? 

You must have taken the drugs I haven't taken!

I had the misfortune of seeing Stephen Hendry’s singing head sticking out of a Wheely bin earlier while I was channel hopping. It was like something from a Beckett play but with added nightmare fuel. 

Are you implying that my Palace looks like a wheelie-bin? I am not denying that interior might cause people to think they had stepped into a wheelie-bin, but the exterior certainly looks nothing like a wheelie-bin... although... 

I am sorry those researchers felt compelled to call the police (again), but presumably, they did not find you... Well, not unless you had poked your head out of your wheelie-bin abode and greeted them, thus alerting them to the fact that you live inside a wheelie-bin.

Oh a mobile home! Lovely way to live

They've clearly mistaken your palace home for my wheelie bin abode. If only they'd taken my numerous teachings on many subjects seriously, and not called the police again.

It's funny you should mention that, because I actually received a letter in the post from those NAS researchers saying the same thing. Not entirely sure why the letter had been sent to me and not you though.