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Official Report on Intergalactic
Trip to
Planet Drayton Manor
With the stars and moon still hanging in the
sky, our gang of intrepid explorers set off in
their space ship of discovery, (cunningly disguised
as a group of foster families, social workers
and friends in a Turners coach.) We encountered
few space pirates or rocket debris en route and
arrived in good time to allow us to explore planet
Drayton Manor in full.
Some of our more brave (or fool hardy) explorers
immediately descended (literally) on the worryingly
named APOCALYPSE apparatus. Astronauts found them
selves plummeting to earth at speeds of up to
warp factor five, without a safety net or anti
gravitational sensor device. Other intrepid members
of our group plugged themselves into SHOCK WAVE
and experienced rapid propulsion through a deadly
series of loop the loops and crazy twists and
turns. If that didn’t encourage your packed
lunch to put in an untimely appearance you could
face thirty seconds of G FORCE hanging upside
down by your ribs!
Our zoologists made off to the wild animal, dinosaur
and reptilian alien enclosure. They witnessed
the “happy” pair of tigers mincing
around their enclosure, opposite the contentedly
retiring Lord Seal and his slim line good lady
wife. At the Avery we were able to get a sneak
preview of next years millinery trends sported
by a flock of African birds. But the highlight
was defiantly to be found in the reptilian house.
These strange, slow moving serpentine giants concealing
their true size by elegantly knotting their bodies
over and over again. Next year our zoologists
have a coveted invitation to witness the birth
of the tortoises, the making of which we witnessed
this year!
Those with a penchant for gambling did well
with a variety of fluffy colourful creatures accompanying
us back to Earth. Part of our remit is to promote
skills that will aid individuals in their transition
to adult life, so I am confident we have a good
bunch of winners on board.
We tentatively sampled the local fare –
my carpet and plastic burger was particularly
interesting, accompanied by a fine vintage of
rainbow ice. Luckily crew member Light Bulb, who’s
a bright spark, brought her tardis bag of sustenance
and all exploring astronauts were able to secure
rations from her.
We had a final scare when the youngest members
of the Pebble family failed to show up at the
rendezvous time and place. We feared they had
been kid napped by the locals and were about to
be sold off to intergalactic slave traders; when
word reached us that they had in fact been suffering
from space lag and had merely got confused about
what time of day it was.
So it was all aboard the sky lark and off home
to planet south west.
S L, Social Worker, Avening. |
