But it doesn't happen like that, especially if you do not use the devices. We have all been to Wolverhampton, even without the okapi, and our banjos were never - ever - so out of tune.
Blame it on our chiropodists if you like, but that is what is bound to happen when all your string is of an unsuitable length.
Still, as they say, you can't make a glockenspiel without breaking zebras.
Well, it has been a slow, quiet, day, so we've spent the early morning examining the state of our Rawlplugs and sorting our extensive collection of politician's chins into ascending order of preposterousness.
However, as we still have the ladder and the extensive collection of adult sex toys, it is therefore time to go down to the local library once again. So, if you do happen to hear a persistent buzzing and low semi-muffled groans coming from just behind the Reference shelves, please do come and join in. But, do remember to bring your own Double-Glazing Salesperson, as we do not provide them, at least not on Mondays.
Anyway, so there you have it. Next week it will be The History of Trigonometry, so please stick around.
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