But there was only
silence
again, apart
from the sound of Mr. McNumpty scratching
his chin.
Uncle Tony was sitting thoughtfully in
his armchair when he
stood up
and cleared
his throat. “There must be
something,”
he
said. Everyone turned to look expectantly at
him. “Well, er, give me a moment. Look at
the skills we have between us: we’ve got a
crocodile who
SNAPS
, a poodle who
sings
, a
grizzly bear who can
bite
and
scratch
, hyenas
who can
dig
, a sheep with
horns,
a monkey
who can do
acrobatics
—not to mention
flying,
squawking seagulls. And what has stupid
Dodgy Dean got?”
“Er, the keys to the trailer’s padlocks?” said
Roger.
“Apart from that, then?” continuedUncle Tony.
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