As some of you may know, I owe a lot to Flo, the Watch Flamingo, who actually saved my Boler
. If you-all insist, I will retell the tale.
I know that the Story of Flo has been hacked, and exists out there, somewhere, in cyber-space. What pirate needs that narrative more than us? I ask you!
What you may not not know is that said Flamingo was stolen -- right from our front porch, placed in a position of honour (one leg -- completely broken!) last winter. After all she had done for us, as a community, I feel I am now able to retrace her delicate pink-footed steps, lest her memory be forgotten.
I only ask that her brave actions not be forever lost, and this thread not killed. My community, my Chester, my Donna, my Gina, my Bob and Doug MacKenzie: only speak, and I will answer.