Day 40:A Magic Wardrobe

I found a magic wardrobe today. However, unlike the Narnian version, this one did not lead to some lovley winter forest with wonderful pixies skipping about as though high on lemon sherbert and chocolate-covered marshmallows (and, trust someone who has a neurotic sheep, that does make you high). Instead, it lead to a small, dark tunnel which wound its way through the dark dingy bowels of my fort. At last I came to a small hole (blasted through using a clever combination of jelly babies and earwigs) in an old stome wall. Using my Superniftytourchyourchythingy I peered into the gap to find StaSheep and SheepSta stuffing their faces with my goat cheese milk chocolate. As StaSheep tried to explain and SheepSta stuffed itself, I heard a rumbling and saw, to my utter horror, the tunnel collapse. There was a silence, then a freinzied panic, then a silence, then another panic, then a slight worrying session, then a break for tea and biscuits, then a panic. Sadly, my key did not work on the inside and we were trapped. Could this be THE END?
Yours, as always
Dr BanaNa