Me & me great big gob - I talked up all that time travelling malarky dint I!!
Seems that rather than experiment on Diplodocuses and Pteranadons, it's a case of metamorphising the omnibus into a TURDIS and wending me back an hour into a parallel dimension, where everything is the same, but with subtle differences...
I checked me chronometer - yikes! 10 past 2!! I'm running late - best get home quicksharp so I can watch another episode of Firefly before beging the long haul on makin' meself look halfway presentable for Hades.
Fucknuts!! Missed the bus by 30 sex. Grrrrr. Have to wait for the 14:43.
Then I gets a phone call! Me! On me mobile! Yay! Someone loves me today! Oh, jizzknickers. It's only the Odeon, blah, blah, blah, WHAT?!?! Hah! Seems the tenner the half-inching harpy snaffled off me has turned up! Apologies, sir, apologies...
Typical - wait till I'm on the bus and half way home before ringing me up to tell me to come and get it! Have I tame to go back? Must be 10 past 3 now.
Crivens! It's 2pm again!! Have I jumped forward 23 hours? Nope, phone still sez it's Sat 24th.
So, it appears that the Odeon can turn back time. If they could find a way to take back all the words that hurt me, they'd make me stay. Or something. Anyhew, Rather than taking me back to a time before I got home, perhaps they should have taken me back to before I got on the bus!
Then at least I'd have an extra tenner for tonight!
