I entered, shut the door, and did my business all very normally. But, I flushed the handle and...WHOOSH! When I opened the door I found my Portal Loo balancing on top of the Matterhorn in the Pennine Alps, 14,690 ft high and looking down on the town of Zermatt.
Fortunately, I managed to unzip and sit down, before depositing a shock-induced No.2. However, when I flushed again... WHOOSH! The next destination turned out to be a beach in sunny Torremolinos, in the Costa del Sol.
Sixteen destinations later, I opened the door to see Daft Uisdean hopping cross-legged and holding his crotch. (Thankfully, I'd landed back behind the Free Church.) "Quick! I need to go," he said. He pulled me out of the Portal Loo and jumped inside.
It appears that we have finally cracked the 'Mystery at the Post Office' and the Rev. Brimstone's travels but, unfortunately, Daft Uisdean is now missing. The portal could have taken him anywhere in the world!
Interpol have been alerted but meantime, if you have any information as to the where-a-bouts of Daft Uisdean can you please comment in the box below? His mother, Big Maggie Ann, is very upset because his dinner is ready.
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Thanks to Wullie Spanners for helping solve the mystery.
Hmmm, there was a headline in the Walpolean about a fool and his money soon being parted near the fancy French restaurant in town center.
Aye, Woodworm Willie was just saying how expensive frog's legs are, and Woodworm Willie should know about the price of legs. He just bought a new Dutch Elm leg off eBay and a brand new Sunday sock to boot! Cost him a fortune on shipping charges for the extra hop over to the island.
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